Quotes About Belief

Walk without a stick into the darkest woods. Believe that the fairy tale is true.

only when I thought how far I had yet to go that I lost faith that I would get there.

Not because I couldn't find God, but because suddenly I absolutely did: God was there, I realized, and God had no intention of making things happen or not, of saving my mother's life. God was not a granter of wishes. God was a ruthless bitch.

I hope when people ask what you're going to do with your English and/or creative writing degree you'll say: ... Carry it with me, as I do everything that matters.

Women are the ones with the cojones," said Paco as he made a bowl of guacamole. "We guys like to think we're the ones, but we're wrong.

To believe that I didn't need to reach with my bare hands anymore. To know that seeing the fish beneath the surface of the water was enough. That it was everything. It was my life - like all lives, mysterious and irrevocable and sacred. So very close, so very present, so very belonging to me. How wild it was, to let it be.

Do you believe in reincarnation?" I asked as we looked together at the intricate drawings, reading bits about them in the paragraph of text on each page. "I don't," he said. "I believe we're here once and what we do matters.

Bastaba con creer que ya no necesitaba tender mis manos desnudas, con saber que ver el pez bajo la superficie era suficiente. Que lo era todo. Era mi vida: como todas las vidas, misteriosa e irrevocable y sagrada. Tan cercana, tan presente, tan mía. Y qué extraordinario era dejarlo estar.

I was a terrible believer in things, I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was just as searching as I was skeptical.

Of all the things that convinced me that I should not be afraid while on this journey, of all the things I'd made myself believe so I could hike the PCT, the death of my mother was the thing that made me believe the most deeply in my safety: nothing bad could happen to me, I thought. The worst thing already had.

I think I cry because it always strikes me as sacred, all those people going by. People who decided simply to live their truth, even when doing so wasn't simple. Each and every one of them had the courage to say, This is who I am even if you'll crucify me. Just like Jesus did.

I didn't exactly want to get divorced. I didn't exactly not want to. I believed in almost equal measure both that divorcing Paul was the right thing to do and that by doing so I was destroying the best thing I had. By then my marriage had become like the trail in that moment when I realized there was a bull in both directions. I simply made a leap of faith and pushed on in the direction where I'd never been.

I had not lived a sheltered life. I'd had my share of hardships and sorrows. I thought I knew how the world worked, but this I could not believe. I thought that if it was known that bad things were happening to children, those bad things would be stopped. But that is not the sort of society we live in, I realized. There is no such society.

God was not a granter of wishes. God was a ruthless bitch.

you gain. Trust yourself. It's Sugar's golden rule. Trusting yourself means living out what you already know to be true.

I came up with another reason to bolster my belief that this whole PCT hike had been an outlandishly stupid idea.

I prayed to the whole wide universe and hoped that God would be in it, listening to me.

I prayed and prayed, and then I faltered. Not because I couldn't find God, but because suddenly I absolutely did: God was there, I realized, and God had no intention of making things happen or not, of saving my mother's life. God was not a granter of wishes. God was a ruthless bitch.

a prayer marched through my head, though prayer is not the right word to describe that march. I wasn't humble before God. I didn't even believe in God. My prayer was not: Please, God, take mercy on us. I

I was a terrible believer in things, but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn't know where to put my faith, or if there was such a place, or even precisely what the word faith meant, in all of its complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.

At foot speed, the Sierra Nevada seemed just barely surmountable. I could always take another step. It was only when I rounded a bend and glimpsed the white peaks ahead that I doubted my abilities, only when I thought how far I had yet to go that I lost faith that I would get there.

Eu tinha muita dificuldade em acreditar nas coisas, mas também tinha a maior dificuldade em não acreditar. Era tão curiosa quanto cética.

Trust yourself. It's Sugar's golden rule. Trusting yourself means living out what you already know to be true.

The Klamath tribe of Native Americans who witnessed the eruption believed it was a fierce battle between Llao, the spirit of the underworld, and Skell, the spirit of the sky.