Quotes About Skepticism

I distrust camels, and anyone else who can go a week without a drink.

Women are like police, they can have all the evidence in the world but they still want a confession...

London is full of women who trust their husbands. One can always recognize them. They look so thoroughly unhappy.

Do not put your trust in rivers, men who carry weapons, beasts with claws or horns, women, and members of a royal family.

I haven't trusted polls since I read that 62% of women had affairs during their lunch hour. I've never met a woman in my life who would give up lunch for sex.

I don't believe in love at first sight but I do believe in judging at first sight.

Man of Tomorrow," my ass. Try "Man of the nineteen-fifties!

As the explanation wound on, Eck began to get a whiff of the unmistakable scent of bullshit.

Philosophers view the world to a certain extent in the same way as do alien beings or children. Everything is always completely new. They mistrust strongly ingrained judgments, and, yes, they even mistrust the scientific claims of experts.

I don't believe in belief.

Look at this leper accusing another leper of leprosy.

The only difference between who is a witch and who is not is one man's mouth,' say the cook.

Hatred of dishonesty generally arises from fear of being deceived.

You can fool too many of the people too much of the time." —JAMES THURBER

That could be a good sign, right?" "Sure," I said. It was a terrible sign.

Humans can miss a lot of little clues, but me being able to fire energy weapons from my arms would be something of a red flag.

It was a security consultant's job to be skeptical of their clients' assurances that everything was fine. (SecUnit clients, at least, only assured each other that everything was fine while you stared at the wall and waited for everything to go horribly wrong.)

He was starting to realize that maybe he didn't actually know the difference between trusting people and just pretending to trust them while bracing for the betrayal.

No," he said, and added with devastating candor, "you were counting on me not being able to speak your language." Florian gestured helplessly. "Tremaine!" "What, so I'll get in trouble?" Annoyed, she shrugged and moved on up the corridor. "Maybe they'll force me to go to another world and fight heavily armed sorcerers who—Oh, wait, we're doing that already.

Indah's gaze wasn't exactly skeptical. "What controlled circumstances?" I said, "Isolated work installations." Her expression turned even more grim. "Corporate slave labor camps." I said, "Yes, but if we call them that, Marketing and Branding gets angry and we get a power surge through our brains that fries little pieces of our neural tissue.

Never trust a poet who can drive. Never trust a poet at the wheel. If he can drive, distrust the poems.

Your such a cynic. Exactly, that's what you call a guy who tells you the truth.

Sometimes the curses of the godless sound better than the hallelujahs of the pious.

Examples of this kind teach us that one should not believe any human being, no matter how saintly he may be, but must pay attention to Him who calls and to His Word.