“In search of Truth”, by Robert Tompkins
At last, in this deaf and lonely little village his search has ended. In a shabby small hut the Truth sat by the fire. He has never seen older and uglier woman.
 — Are you The Truth?
The old, wrinkled hag has solemnly nodded.
 — Tell me, what do I have to report to the world? What message do I need to send? The old woman has spat in fire and has answered:
— Tell them that I am young and beautiful!