Quotes About Denial

when our Christ was taken, Peter failed to stand with him. He denied him, Abigail. It broke his heart. But it also perhaps made him into the man he is today. "But Peter also warns us, continually, that we are not able to stand in our own strength. We need God's presence with us. We must pray that God will keep us strong for whatever lies ahead and faithful to the end. And we must encourage one another. Daily.

Nations and individuals accept national and individual responsibility to take action to solve the problem, or else deny responsibility by self-pity, blaming others, and assuming the role of victim.

Ordinary adults don't like children to speak of things that are denied them by their own gray minds.

I could almost see common sense and denial fighting away at each other within her. In the end, denial won, as it so often does.

I'd been an idiot to think that this was anything but a quest. Searches were nice and soft and cuddly and no one need be killed. A quest always demanded the death of a trusted colleague and one or more difficult dilemmas. I'd been in denial. I'd been a fool.

Ordinary adults don't like children to speak of things that are denied them by their own gray minds.

Ordinary adults don't like children to speak of things that are denied them by their own grey minds.

I'm fine, I said, which is what people who aren't fine always say.

Forgetting extermination is part of extermination.

não há equivalente ao caráter cego, não-representativo, desprovido de sentido, do ato terrorista, senão o comportamento cego, desprovido de sentido e além da representação que é o das massas. Eles têm isso de comum porque são a forma atual mais radical, mais exacerbada, de negação de qualquer sistema representativo.

The decent man and the lover holds back even when he could obtain what he wishes. To win this silent consent is to make use of all the violence permitted in love. To read it in the eyes, to see it in the ways in spite of the mouth's denial, that is the art of he who knows how to love. If he then completes his happiness, he is not brutal, he is decent. He does not insult chasteness; he respects it; he serves it.

I thought if I told no one it might not be true.

I have tried, I said, but he does not believe me. It is too late for that now (it is always too late for truth, I thought).

I went up to him but he was not sick, he was dead and his eyes were black with flies. I ran away and did not speak of it for I thought if I told no one it might not be true.

I would rather have regrets of excess than regrets of denial.

Very often history is a means of denying the past. Denying the past is to refuse to recognise its integrity. To fit it, force it, function it, to suck out the spirit until it looks the way you think it should. We are all historians in our small way.

Feeling. I didn't want to feel.

Can anyone deny that we are haunted? What is it that crouches under the myths we have made? Always the physical presence of something split off.

Very often history is a means of denying the past. Denying the past is to refuse to recognise its integrity.

and suddenly, there it is: the Nausea. A fine climax: it shakes me from top to bottom. I saw it coming more than an hour ago, only I didn't want to admit it

incident. "Nothing new." I admire the way we can lie, putting reason on our side. Evidently, nothing new has happened, if you care to put it that way:

Men always seem to refuse to admit they are sick until they're sick enough to make twice as much work for women. Then they claim they're well too soon, with the same result.

History is never invisible, finally, though some people seem to work very hard to be willfully blind.

The German people were not denied, however, the possibility of improving their lot by hard work over the years. Industrial growth and progress were not denied them.