Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish and restore the light; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill adventured youth: Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn Without the torment of the night's untruth.

-Daniel, Samuel
  Delia, sonnet 54.

Time has transfigured them into Untruth. The stone fidelity They hardly meant has come to be Their final blazon, and to prove Our almost-instinct almost true: What will survive of us is love.

-Larkin, Philip Arthur
  'An  Arundel Tomb'.

Gesetzt, wir wollenWahrheit: warum nicht lieber Unwahrheit? Und Ungewissheit? Selbst Unwissenheit? Granted we want truth: why not rather untruth? And uncertainty? Even ignorance?

-Nietzsche, FriedrichWilhelm
  Jenseits von Gut und Bo«  se (Beyond Good and Evil), section1 (translated by R  J Hollingdale).