Quotes About Belief

This shiffer-robe belongs to Hazel Motes. Do not steal it or you will be hunted down and killed.

Jesus died to redeem you, she said. I never ast him, he muttered.

Having been a Protestant, you may have the feeling that you must feel you believe; perhaps feeling belief is not always an illusion but I imagine it is most of the time; but I can understand the feeling of pain on going to Communion and it seems a more reliable feeling than joy. Do you know the Hopkins-Bridges correspondence? Bridges wrote Hopkins at one point and asked him how he could possibly learn to believe, expecting, I suppose, a metaphysical answer. Hopkins only said, "Give alms.

She had never given much thought to the devil for she felt that religion was essentially for those people who didn't have the brains to avoid evil without it.

People only make us lonelier by reminding us of God.

A faith that just accepts is a child's faith and all right for children, but eventually you have to grow religiously as every other way, though some never do. What people don't realize is how much religion costs. They think faith is a big electric blanket, when of course it is the cross. ... remember that these things are mysteries and that if they were such that we could understand them, they wouldn't be worth understanding. A God you understood would be less than yourself.

It is popular to believe that in order to see clearly one must believe nothing. This may work well enough if you are observing cells under a microscope. It will not work if you are writing fiction. For the fiction writer, to believe nothing is to see nothing.

I'm a member and preacher to that church where the blind don't see and the lame don't walk and what's dead stay's that way. Ask me about that church and I'll tell you it's the church that the blood of Jesus don't foul with redemption...Jesus was a liar.

What people don't realize is how much religion costs. They think faith is a big electric blanket, when of course it is the cross.

Mrs. May winced. She thought the word, Jesus, should be kept inside the church building like other words inside the bedroom. She was a good Christian woman with a large respect for religion, though she did not, of course, believe any of it was true.

He said he had only a few days ago believed in blasphemy as the way to salvation, but that you couldn't even believe in that because then you were believing in something to blaspheme. As for the Jesus who was reported to have been born at Bethlehem and crucified on Calvary for man's sins, Haze said, He was too foul a notion for a sane person to carry in his head, and he picked up the boy's water bucket and bammed it on the concrete pavement to emphasize what he was saying.

The sorry religious novel comes about when the writer supposes that because of his belief, he is somehow dispensed from the obligation to penetrate concrete reality. He will think that the eyes of the Church or of the Bible or of his particular theology have already done the seeing for him, and that his business is to rearrange this essential vision into satisfying patterns, getting himself as little dirty in the process as possible.

Those who believe that art proceeds from a healthy, and not from a diseased, faculty of the mind will take what he shows them as a revelation, not of what we ought to be but of what we are at a given time and under given circumstances; that is, as a limited revelation but revelation nevertheless.

Mrs. May winced. She thought the word Jesus should be kept inside the church building like other words inside the bedroom.

You found out more when you left where you lived. He had found out already this morning that he had been made by a carpenter named Jesus Christ.

I come a long way since I would believe anything. I come halfway around the world.

I just know you're a good man, she said desperately. You're not a bit common!

Jesus died to redeem you," she said. "I never ast him," he muttered.

You found out more when you left where you lived. He had found out already this morning that he had been made by a carpenter named Jesus Christ. Before he had thought it had been a doctor named Sladewall ....

Do you think, Mr. Motes," she said hoarsely, "that when you're dead, you're blind?" "I hope so," he said after a minute. "Why?" she asked, staring at him. After a while he said, "If there's no bottom in your eyes, they hold more.

FLANNERY O'CONNOR Wise Blood

No one can be an atheist who does not know all things. Only God is an atheist.

You got a least knowledge, the blind man said. That's enough. You know His name and you're marked. If Jesus has marked you there ain't nothing you can do about it. Them that have knowledge can't swap it for ignorance.

Son spiritualisme (Mme Dambreuse croyait à la transmigration des âmes dans les étoiles) ne l'empêchait pas de tenir sa caisse admirablement. (L'Éducation sentimentale).