Quotes About Belief

Poznati su mi kao i vama mnogi, mnogi na?ini da sami sebe zavaramo. Ali kako ?emo živeti ako ne verujemo da znamo ko smo i ko smo oduvek bili?

Pero entonces –porfía el muchacho alto–, si no es verdad que murió, si no es más que una historia, ¿cómo sabemos que hubo una tormenta? ¿Cómo sabemos que la tormenta no es también una historia? –Porque David acaba de decirlo. El carro, el desierto, la tormenta, todo eso lo dice David.

In private I observed that once in every generation, without fail, there is an episode of hysteria about the barbarians... These dreams are the consequence of too much ease. Show me the barbarian army and I will believe.

I've always believed, she replied, that if God is going to be strict about anything, that He will be strict about the rules concerning hate, not love. And if two people love each other, that has to be better than two people hating each other. Beyond that, it's for God to sort out. I'm too frail to be such a judge.

Love is a miracle, not a salvation.

Whatever you believe imprisons you. Convictions create convicts.

God maintains a delicate balance between keeping his existence sufficiently evident so people will know he's there and yet hiding his presence enough so that people who want to choose to ignore him can do it. This way, their choice of destiny is really free.

many atheists embrace Jesus as having been a great teacher, and yet he's the one who had the most to say about hell.

In Scripture, faith involves placing trust in what you have reason to believe is true. Faith is not a blind, irrational leap into the dark. So faith and reason cooperate on a biblical view of faith. They are not intrinsically hostile.

I am responsible for what I believe and, I might add, for what I refuse to believe, because the content of what I do or do not believe makes a tremendous difference to what I become and how I act.

While the Christian faith clearly teaches that believers are to be involved as good citizens in the state, nevertheless, it is obvious why so many secularists are addicted to politics because political power is a surrogate for a Higher Power.

We start by trusting our reason. But, later, we encounter skeptical arguments against that trust and so we stop trusting reason. But once we do this, we no longer have any reason to accept the skeptical arguments themselves and continue our mistrust of reason. At this point, I begin to trust reason again, but then, the skeptical arguments reassert themselves and so forth. We have entered a vicious dialectical loop that, eventually, will reach a sort of intellectual paralysis.

Today, people are inclined to think that the sincerity and fervency of one's beliefs are more important than the content. As long as we believe something honestly and strongly, we are told, then that is all that really matters. Reality is basically indifferent to how sincerely we believe something.

I believe there's a hand that guides us. It just isn't always a gentle one. Or one that seems fair at the time. But I dunno, I try to trust in it now. When I freak, I just try to... shit, I guess trust in it. Because at the end of the day, what else can you do? Choice only gets you so far. Reasoning and planning too. The rest... it's up to someone else. Where we end up, who we know, what happens to the people we love... we don't have a lot of control over any of it.

Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible. -Zsadist to Phury

Indeed, the human mind appeared to suffer from a crippling need to fabricate in the absence of concrete proof.

Hell, any plan that added and then we pray is not a trip to Disneyland.

No offense-but until I see it, I'm not going to believe it. And that is why you will fail. Adrian cursed and hit the door. Great, you've got him channeling Yoda again. Can we get moving before he levitates my fucking bike?

Man, you cannot be real, the human said softly. Why not? You just can't. She laughed a little. Well, I am. He cleared his throat again. Offered her a lopsided grin. Mind if I ask you to prove it? How? Can I touch your hair?

What was said about him, what the females needed to believe about him, was just oral masturbation for mouths that needed to be otherwise occupied.

She silenced him with her mouth, then pulled back. You can't change what I think of you. He reached up and brushed her lower lip with his thumb. If you truly knew me, everything you believe would change. Your heart would be the same. And that is what I love.

Trust me, true? V

How arbitrary, this distinction of time. How like humans to have to cut the infinite down to something they could believe they controlled.

You told me I could beat him. You promised. ~Vishous