Quotes About Skepticism

I don't believe in faeries!

God save me from idealists.

Billy squinted at me. Why are you letting them go? Because they're real. How do you know? The one I was holding crapped on my hand.

This whole thing, I said is going to come down to guessing who isn't what they look like. Who is? Karrin asked, her hands moving surely over the weapon. Ever.

It's only paranoia if I'm wrong. - Harry Dresden

Bob," I asked. "What is all my stuff doing here?" "Oh," Bob said. "That. Well. Bianca got the idea, somewhere, that your stuff might explode if anyone messed around with it." I heard the wryness in my voice, though I didn't feel it. "She did, did she." "I can't imagine how." "I'm doubling your pay.

And here I thought global warming was due to cow farts. - Harry Dresden

Try not to look like that, Ascher said under breath, after we were in the elevator. Like what? I asked. Like you're expecting ninjas to leap out of the trash cans. This is a party. Everyone knows there's no such things as ninjas, I scoffed. But it will be something. Count on it.

I'm not letting anyone lick me, and I'm not looking anyone in the eyes. It's kind of like visiting New York.

You're such a cynic," Molly said. "I think cynics are playful and cute.

I even heard that they can bring people back from the dead. Jesus, Butter swore. I kinda doubt they had anything to do with that one. No, no, I meant -- I know what you meant. t was a joke, Butters.

but age is always advancing and I'm fairly sure it's up to no good.

No one was standing in the shadows smoking a cigarette or looking about with a shifty-eyed gaze. I couldn't see anyone quickly hiding a bloody knife behind his back or twirling a moustache, either. That ruled out the Dudley Do-Right approach to finding the killer.

Paranoid? Probably. But just because you

Mort looked at the cat and sighed. "Oh, sure. Professional ectomancer with a national reputation as a medium tells you what's going on, and nobody believes him. But let a stump-tailed, furry critter come in and everyone goes all Lifetime." "Heh," said Sir Stuart, quietly amused. "What did I tell you? Cats.

It's only paranoia if I'm wrong

So really, it was just as well that Godmother had caught up to me, in spite of my best efforts to avoid her. I'd hate to find out that the universe really wasn't conspiring against me. It would jerk the rug out from under my persecution complex.

Let me tell you something, Morty. When I come into a place and don't say a thing except, 'Let's talk,' and the first thing I hear is 'I didn't do it,' it makes me think that the person I'm talking to must have done something. You know what I'm saying?

Murphy appeared again as soon as I hung up the phone. 'Tell me you didn't just make a date, Dresden.' 'You're just jealous.

I've even heard that they can bring people back from the dead." "Jesus," Butters swore. "I kinda doubt they had anything to do with that one.

Well. I'd done pretty well, in the survival department, by assuming that my paranoia was justified. Maybe taking out an insurance policy wouldn't be a bad idea.

whispering about Harry) He is supposed to be a decent sort, right? Depends on who you hear it from, said Ace. People who get in his way have had a habit of getting real dead.

age is always advancing and I'm fairly sure it's up to no good.

Much earlier in this century an Austrian journalist, Karl Kraus, pointed out that if you actually perceived the true reality behind the news you would run, screaming, into the streets. I have run screaming into the streets dozens of times but have always managed to return home in time for dinner-and usually an hour early so that I can help in the preparation.