Quotes About Belief

Croom He insists on it, and finds the proof of his wife's virtue in his eagerness to defend it.

A fact is immovable. That there are those who believe the world is square does not make the world less round.

Your problems aren't too big -- perhaps your worship is too small.

people don't want doctrine, they don't want tracts, and they don't want our feeble arguments; they just want Him! (When will we learn that if people can be argued into the faith, then they can just as easily be argued out of it as well?)

Não importa o que você precise ou o que falte em sua vida - o que você realmente precisa é de Deus.

the thing that differentiates Christianity from other faiths is that it is all about responding to what Christ has already done for us, not about what we can do to be good enough to get a thumb's-up from God.

But to find out the truth about how dreams die, one should never take the word of the dreamer.

You looked at them and wondered why they were so ugly; you looked closely and could not find the source. Then you realized that it came from conviction, their conviction. It was as though some mysterious all-knowing master had given each one a cloak of ugliness to wear, and they had each accepted it without question.

No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along.

Don't let anybody, anybody convince you this is the way the world is and therefore must be. It must be the way it ought to be.

Shallow believers prefer a shallow God.

maybe you think up North is way different from down South. Don't believe it and don't count on it. Custom is just as real as law and can be just as dangerous.

A child. New life. Immune to evil or illness, protected from kidnap, beatings, rape, racism, insult, hurt, self-loathing, abandonment. Error-free. All goodness. Minus wrath. So they believe.

I started out believing that life was made just so the world would have some way to think about itself, but that it had gone awry with humans because flesh, pinioned by misery, hangs on to it with pleasure.

She thought it would dry his tears and give her some satisfaction as well. It could have worked, I suppose, but the children of suicides are hard to please and quick to believe no one loves them because they are not really here.

They did not believe Nature was ever askew–only inconvenient. Plague and drought were as "natural" as springtime. If milk could curdle, God knows robins could fall.

You know, the kind who know Jesus by His first name, but out of politeness never use it even to His face.

They did not believe death was accidental—life might be, but death was deliberate.

Reverend Father is the only kind man I ever see. When I arrive here I believe it is the place he warns against. The freezing in hell that comes before the everlasting fire where sinners bubble and singe forever. But the ice comes first, he says. And when I see knives of it hanging from the houses and trees and feel the white air burn my face I am certain the fire is coming.

They believe they know before the music does what their hands, their feet are to do, but that illusion is the music's secret drive: the control it tricks them into believing is theirs; the anticipation it anticipates.

they were believed and trusted, but most of all they were listened to.

she refused to believe that she had come all that way, endured all she had, to die on the wrong side of the river.

God puzzled her and she was too ashamed of Him to say so.

She told them that the only grace they could have was the grace they could imagine. That if they could not see it, they could not have it