[thecodont]

Truth is the daughter of time.

LAUNCELOT [to Gobbo]
Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you might fail of
the knowing me: it is a wise father that knows his
own child. Well, old man, I will tell you news of
your son: give me your blessing: truth will come
to light; murder cannot be hid long; a man's son
may, but at the length truth will out.

Wm. Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice, Act II, Scene II

[SatinDoll]

Thank you, I appreciated that.