For the truth is a terrible thing. You dabble your foot in it and it is nothing. But you walk a little farther and you feel
it pull you like an undertow or a whirlpool. First there is the slow pull so steady and gradual you scarcely notice it, then
the acceleration, then the dizzy whirl and plunge into darkness. For there is a blackness of truth, too. They say it is a
terrible thing to fall into the Grace of God. I am prepared to believe that.
—Robert Penn Warren, All the King’s Men
For the truth is a terrible thing. You dabble your foot in it and it is nothing. But you walk a little farther and you feel
it pull you like an undertow or a whirlpool. First there is the slow pull so steady and gradual you scarcely notice it, then
the acceleration, then the dizzy whirl and plunge into darkness. For there is a blackness of truth, too. They say it is a
terrible thing to fall into the Grace of God. I am prepared to believe that.
