#disbelief

Father and Mother had told their own little lies very well, and I realized immediately that the Gerrisens didn't know a thing. And yet, my realization that they didn't know what I'd been through was like a cold shower for just a moment. Here I was looking at the first really familiar faces I'd seen in over a year, and they acted as though I'd merely been on vacation. ↗

— Diet Eman

#diet

The Rochester group [of VOTF], however, was met with some concern as they found it hard to believe my account as it unfolded before them. I feel that some people have a hard time with the truths around us, not only the sexual abuse by priests, but all bad things. I call it chosen ignorance. This modified form of ignorance is found in people who, if confronted with certain truths realize that they have to accept them and thereby acknowledge evil, and that scares them. Opening up and letting the truth in might knock them off their perceived center. It is too hard, period." (VOTF - Voice of the Faithful - a Catholic group that wants to change the Church, keep the faith.) ↗

— Charles L. Bailey Jr.

#catholic #church #confronted #disbelief #evil

This was when she asked him whether it was true that love conquered all, as the songs said. 'It is true', he replied, 'but you would do well not to believe it. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#disbelief #gabriel-garcía-márquez #love #love-conquers-all #of-love-and-other-demons

No sadder proof can be given by a man of his own littleness than disbelief in great men. ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#given #great #great men #his #littleness

That willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith. ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#disbelief #faith #moment #poetic #suspension

With most people disbelief in a thing is founded on a blind belief in some other thing. ↗

— Georg C. Lichtenberg

#blind #disbelief #founded #most #other

What do you know? Haven't you heard of suspension of disbelief? ↗

— Ed Wood

#do you know #haven #heard #know #suspension

She saw how he was staring at it, the bright red hue beneath her bonnet. She could not bear to see the way he was looking at her—right through her—without seeing her. He did not see a woman. He did not see Jane, the woman he had been so passionate with two days before. He saw… Jane swallowed hard and looked away, hating the weakness of her spirit. She was more than this, a wilting flower. She was stronger than this. But damn it, this hurt. It hurt because he was the man responsible for making her burn. For making her feel like a woman. It hurt because it had been a trick. An illusion. And it hurt most of all because he did not see her, the woman she was behind the unfashionable spectacles and garish hair. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#disbelief #love #beauty