Quotes About Belief

It wasn't that she expected to be known by all the bank's employees; it was just that she had been lovely once, and had never really believed that time would make her faceless.

War is ninety percent myth anyway, isn't it? In order to prosecute our own wars we raise them to the level of human sacrifice, don't we, and we constantly invoke our God. It's got to be about something bigger than dying, or we'd all turn deserter. I think we need to be much more conscious of that. I think we need to be invoking the other fellow's gods too.

Her zealous hope of Heaven made it hell there.

Meaning can't change from person to person, and still be true

It made me in all matters a fundamentalist. I didn't go to 'take it in.' I went to be convicted.

I know everything." Heinz sputtered and fumed somewhat like an automobile himself, and said, "I'm God!" Grainier thought about how to answer. Here seemed a conversation that could go no farther.

He saw no sign of their Bible, either. If the Lord had failed to protect even the book of his own Word, this proved to Granier that here had come a fire stronger than God.

He thought he might as well. There's really only one question. What's that? Did God really kill Himself? Leanna wasn't smiling now. She was staring at him, but softly. Who are you? she asked him. Whatever she meant by the question, he didn't want to answer it. He wiped his face with his napkin, and in reference to the warmth of the place said, Man.

I answered instantly, pointing out that in order to accept this proof that Elvis was in Paradise in 1958, we first have to accept life after death, Paradise, ghosts, all of that. Mark answered a couple of days later, I smile and shrug. Life after death, ghosts, Paradise, eternity—of course, we take all that as granted. Otherwise where's the fun?

Because we all believed we were tragic, and we drank. We had that helpless, destined feeling.

Life after death, ghosts, Paradise, eternity--of course, we take all that as granted. Otherwise where's the fun?

It's not what you are that holds you back, it's what you think you're not!

The reason most people never reach their goals is that they don't define them, or ever seriously consider them as believable or achievable. Winners can tell you where they are going, what they plan to do along the way, and who will be sharing the adventure with them.

Make this moment the moment of truth about yourself. You have been selling short all of your life.

When you can't trust others, and you can't trust yourself, you can always trust God. He'll carry you through whatever comes your way.

Feeling after God is dangerous business.

My uncle's death confirmed a suspicion of mine that madness and religion were a hair's breadth away.

And Christianity without passion, danger, and mystery may not really be Christianity after all.

I was glad to be gone from that place, for they listened not to simple reason, looked not at the world about them, sought not the truth, believing instead in the literal words of ancient tales - truths, history, parables, myths, legends, fables, and facts intermingled and recorded on their 'infallible' scrolls.

I believe in God. Maybe not the Catholic God or even the Christian one because I have a hard time seeing any God as elitist. I also have a hard time believing that anything that created rain forests and oceans and an infinite universe would, in the same process, create something as unnatural as humanity in its own image. I believe in God, but not as a he or she or an it, but as something that defines my ability to conceptualize within the rather paltry frames of reference I have on hand.

Charm was the luxury of those who still believed in the essential rightness of things. In purity and picket fences.

Do you know the primary difference between men and gods? ... Gods don't think they can become men

I don't believe he casts people into eternal flame for fornication, as you pointed out. Or for believing in a version of him that is a little off the mark. I believe—or, I want to believe—he considers the worst sins to be those we commit in his name.

So he's a bad guy." "Everyone's bad." "No," Bob said, "they're not. Most people are okay." "Yeah?" A smile of disbelief. "Yeah. They just, I dunno, make a lotta messes and then they make more messes trying to clean those first messes up and after a while that's your life." She sniffled and chuckled at the same time. "That's it, uh?" "That's it sometimes.