I think I need to re-read Deathly Hallows

[izhilzha]

“He looked away, trying not to betray the resentment he felt. There it was again: Choose what to believe. He wanted the truth. Why was everybody so determined that he should not get it?”

I'm very keen on true things. The problem is figuring out where the intersection of belief and truth lies (and I'm not just talking about religious truth, here, I'm talking about everything in life as we live it), and how to navigate it.