Quotes About Disbelief

Belief in form, but disbelief in content - that's what makes an aphorism charming.

Puss head," Eve muttered as she slammed into the Blue Squirrel.

I didn't know it would be black, she murmured with a little smile. Horror flooded his face. Oh, Christ!

As V dropped the bomb, there was a momentary period of silent saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay-whaaaaaaaaaaaaat. Then a shit-ton of gasps and cursing in the room, all kinds of WTF hitting the airwaves.

Pigs flying. Hell freezing over. Miley planting her twerking ass in a chair and keeping it there as a public service.

He was the one doing the Dr. Phil bullshit— Okaaaaaaaaaay

Christ on a crutch

Shut the front door!

answer to penetrate, but when it did she clapped a hand over her mouth.

knew that things like this happen to people, but by people, I didn't mean us.

In my 20s, I railed against anything 'spiritual'; I thought it was all crap.

To disbelieve in marriage is easy: to love a married woman is easy; but to betray a comrade, to be disloyal to a host, to break the covenant of bread and salt, is impossible.

What? You don't think he's cute? I didn't really notice. How can you not notice when a guy is cute? Melody stared at her in disbelief.

Thrown under the bus by my own kids. I just can't believe it." "I wouldn't throw you under the bus, Daddy," Kristen said seriously. "Thank you, sweetie.

I'm not going to take anyone else's word for it, or NASA, or especially Elon Musk with SpaceX. I'm going to build my own rocket right here and I'm going to see it with my own eyes what shape this world we live on.

What? He can't possibly mean to—

Richard Dawkins may have phrased it most pungently when he argued that everybody is an atheist in saying that there is a god—from Ra to Shiva—in which he does not believe. All that the serious and objective atheist does is to take the next step and to say that there is just one more god to disbelieve in.

Meanwhile, Ruskin has completely lost his wig.

Holy ripened fuckcheese!

Once Zoopy started woofing you never knew when he'd stop. Agent One screamed, "It's alive! I thought it was a car!

I didn't know how to define it -- hermetic skepticism? liturgical cynicism? -- this higher disbelief that led him to acknowledge the dignity of all the superstitions he scorned.

don't believe in love. Or marriage.

I don't understand. This is America. How can this be happening to us?

Starting in the 1900s, from coast to coast and seven days a week, Americans more than anyone on Earth could immerse in the virtuosic fantasies created and sold by show business and the media. This was a new condition. As we spent more and more fabulous hours engaged in the knowing and willing suspension of disbelief, experiencing the unreal as real, we became more habituated to suspending disbelief unconsciously and involuntarily as well.