Quotes About Belief

Memory believes before knowing remembers. [Light in August]

People to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.

Memory believes before knowing remembers.

All of us have failed to match our dream of perfection. I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible. If I could write all my work again, I'm convinced I could do it better. This is the healthiest condition for an artist. That's why he keeps working, trying again: he believes each time that this time he will do it, bring it off. Of course he won't.

You should approach Joyce's Ulysses as the illiterate Baptist preacher approaches the Old Testament: with faith.

I was wrong. I admit it. I believed that there were things which still mattered just because they had mattered once. But I was wrong. Nothing matters but breath, breathing, to know and to be alive.

Ever since then I have believed that God is not only a gentleman and a sport; he is a Kentuckian too.

One day I was talking to Cora. She prayed for me because she believed I was blind to sin, wanting me to kneel and pray too, because people to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.

The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him.

I believe in God, God. God, I believe in God.

Surely heaven must have something of the color and shape of whatever village or hill or cottage of which the believer says, This is my own.

I can remember how when I was young I believed death to be a phenomenon of the body; now I know it to be merely a function of the mind -- and that of the minds who suffer the bereavement. The nihilists say it is the end; the fundamentalists, the beginning; when in reality it is no more than a single tenant or family moving out of a tenement or a town.

It is the man who all his life has been self-convicted of veracity whose lies find quickest credence.

Women do have an affinity for evil, for believing that no woman is to be trusted, but that some men are too innocent to protect themselves.

sometimes i lose faith in human nature for a time; i am assailed by doubt.

I can't do nothing. Just put it off. And that don't do no good. I reckon it belong to me. I reckon what I going to get ain't no more than mine.

Facts and truth really don't have much to do with each other.

Victory without God is mockery and delusion, but...defeat with God is not defeat.

All right. It is so, then. But not to me. Not in my life and my love.

God is foolish at times, but at least He's a gentleman. Dont you know that?" "I always thought of Him as a man," the woman said.

They say that it is the practiced liar who can deceive. But so often the practiced and chronic liar deceives only himself; it is the man who all his life has been selfconvicted of veracity whose lies find quickest credence.

I can remember how when I was young I believed death to be a phenomenon of the body; now I know it to be merely a function of the mind—and that of the minds of the ones who suffer the bereavement.

B]ecause the second time I ever saw you I learned what I had read in books but I never had actually believed: that love and suffering are the same thing and that the value of love is the sum of what you have to pay for it and anytime you get it cheap you have cheated yourself.

It was that his words, his telling, just did not synchronize with what his hearers believed would (and must) be the scope of a single individual.