Quotes About Denial

The universal sin Saint Paul pinpoints in Romans 1:18 is to suppress the truth.

angelism, confusing man with an angel by denying his likeness to animals, and animalism, confusing man with an animal by denying his likeness to angels.

I've never been a good liar, except to myself.

To negate the pain, men and gods forget, pretend to forget, then forget to pretend.

Strange words to hear in a cavalry mess! Strange turmoil in the souls of men! They were the same words I had heard from London boys in Ypres, spoken just as crudely. But many young gentlemen who spoke those words have already forgotten them or would deny them.

Oh no, she said, still smiling; her eyes poured over with light, that of compassion. She understood how he felt, that this was not an impulse only. But the answer was still no, and, he knew, it would always be;

But you can't win. Axiomatically, you lose. Consider the premises of the situation. By definition, a Champion of the One True God triumphs; anything else would be a denial of His power.

She shook her head and whispered, No. No! That can't be true. Impossible! You think things have to be possible? Things have to be true!

There's some that came here never believing they were dead. They insisted all the way that they were alive, it was a mistake, someone would have to pay; made no difference. There's others who longed to be dead when they were alive, poor souls; lives full of pain or misery; killed themselves for a chance of a blessed rest, and found that nothing had changed except for the worse, and this time there was no escape; you can't make yourself alive again.

Because you happen to be a writer doesn't mean you have to deny yourself the ordinary human pleasure of being praised and applauded.

If we're the only animals who know in advance we're going to die, we're also probably the only animals who would submit so cheerfully to the sustained denial of this undeniable and very important truth.

The truth. Men will blind themselves with hot irons, rather than face it.

opinion, sir? You have not denied that my scenario is plausible. You have not denied that this premeditated murder might have happened in precisely the fashion I have just described, have you, Mr. Gillanders—have you?" "No, I haven't," Josiah said. "But—" "No further questions

Yet, in the face of this bloody and intensifying Islamist offensive, Obama has tried to convince the American people that the war against al-Qaeda has been essentially "won" -- by him -- and the terrorist threat is subsiding.1 Denial of the war Islamists have declared on us and denial of the threat it represents is the heart of the Obama doctrine that has guided this nation's policies for more than four years.

It is the human wish to be told lies that keeps us where we are.

In private, he justified his stiffer attitude to Britain by the secret documents now found in Prague archives. 'One day we'll publish them to all the world, to prove Britain's dishonesty,' Bodenschatz told a French diplomat. 'All we're asking for is our right to live, and we're not going to let a country that owns three-fifths of the earth deny us this elementary right.

The pursuit of comfort is basically the avoidance of life and not only denies us genuine pleasure but also short-circuits the entirety of our well-being.

I am always amazed by people who know something is wrong but still insist on ignoring it, as if that will somehow make it go away. They spare themselves the confrontation, but end up boiling in resentment anyway.

I love you-I do-but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you're always going to leave me, A. We can't deny it. You're always going to leave.

underneath all that denial, you're someone who's deeply, deeply nice.

confrontation, n.: You turn away from the truth when asked to face it, while I stare at it too long, until it becomes a blur.

Nights when I need to sleep and you can't. Days when I want to talk and you won't. Hours when every noise you make interferes with my silence. Weeks when there is a buzzing in the air, and we both pretend we don't hear it.

He's just a friend, we'd argue. But if he was just a friend, why was he hidden, why were we so upset to have him discovered?

maura: i am isaac, will. me: don't be stupid. he's a guy. maura: no he's not. he's a profile. i made him up. me: yeah, right. maura: i did. no. no no no no no no no no no no no no no. me: what? no please no what no no please no fuck no NO. maura: isaac doesn't exist. he's never existed.