I do believe that there are places where the mythological and the literal touch.

God is, even though the whole world deny him. Truth stands, even if there be no public support. It is self-sustained.

In the absence of any other proof, the thumb alone would convince me of God’s existence.

I am inclined to think that the realm of mythology is where the Yeti rightly belongs.

Prayer is not an old woman’s idle amusement. Properly understood and applied, it is the most potent instrument of action.

‚Your Erroneous Zones’ was the book that went over the top simply because I believed in it so much.

My kingdom is not of this world. If it were, my servants would fight to prevent my arrest by the Jews. But now my kingdom is from another place.

The voice of the people has been said to be the voice of God; and, however generally this maxim has been quoted and believed, it is not true to fact. The people are turbulent and changing, they seldom judge or determine right.

You might say, ‚Can’t we have a more human Christianity, without the cross, without Jesus, without stripping ourselves?‘ In this way we’d become pastry-shop Christians, like a pretty cake and nice sweet things. Pretty, but not true Christians.

Faith: not wanting to know what is true.

When we trust God more than our feelings, it confuses the devil. I mean, when he throws you his best shot and he can’t budge you from believing God, he won’t know what to do with you anymore.

I’ve always believed in God. I also think that’s the sort of thing that either comes as part of the equipment, the capacity to believe, or at some point in your life, when you’re in a position where you actually need help from a power greater than yourself, you simply make an agreement.

Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a seed… Convince me that you have a seed there, and I am prepared to expect wonders.

Test yourself on mankind. It is something that makes the doubter doubt, the believer believe.

God is not on the side of the big battalions, but on the side of those who shoot best.

Only God who made us can touch us and change us and save us from ourselves.

I pledge allegiance to the Christian flag, and to the Savior, for whose Kingdom it stands, one Savior, crucified, risen, and coming again, with life and liberty for all who believe.

If I err in belief that the souls of men are immortal, I gladly err, nor do I wish this error which gives me pleasure to be wrested from me while I live.

The probability that we may fail in the struggle ought not to deter us from the support of a cause we believe to be just.

Truth, being limitless, unconditioned, unapproachable by any path whatsoever, cannot be organized; nor should any organization be formed to lead or to coerce people along any particular path. If you first understand that, then you will see how impossible it is to organize a belief.

It’s not the tools that you have faith in – tools are just tools. They work, or they don’t work. It’s people you have faith in or not. Yeah, sure, I’m still optimistic I mean, I get pessimistic sometimes but not for long.

We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible.

Democracy is a pathetic belief in the collective wisdom of individual ignorance.

Whether you believe you can do a thing or not, you are right.

I can’t prove it scientifically, that there’s a God, but I believe.

If he have faith, the believer cannot be restrained. He betrays himself. He breaks out. He confesses and teaches this gospel to the people at the risk of life itself.

Grow in the root of all grace, which is faith. Believe God’s promises more firmly than ever. Allow your faith to increase in its fullness, firmness, and simplicity.

Lets have faith that right makes might; and in that faith let us, to the end, dare to do our duty as we understand it.

Hope is favorable and confident expectation; it’s an expectant attitude that something good is going to happen and things will work out, no matter what situation we’re facing.

Back in my days as a chemistry student, I used to be quite a technocrat. I was firmly convinced that scientists would have cornered God and photographed Him in color by 1951.

I don’t believe in an afterlife, so I don’t have to spend my whole life fearing hell, or fearing heaven even more. For whatever the tortures of hell, I think the boredom of heaven would be even worse.

Christianity supplies a Hell for the people who disagree with you and a Heaven for your friends.

Prayer indeed is good, but while calling on the gods a man should himself lend a hand.

People often speak of God being even-handed. God is not even-handed. God is biased, in favor of the weak, of the despised.

I’m amazed sometimes by the Christians who don’t really believe that God wants to help them and bless them.

I have never believed much in luck, and my sense of humor has tended to walk on the dark side.

All I know is that, thanks to a sort of habit which has always been ingrained in me, I have never, at any moment of my life, experienced the least difficulty in addressing myself to God as to a supreme Someone.

I believe in the fundamental truth of all great religions of the world.

I believe that I have received Jesus Christ into my heart. I believe that he has covered all of my sins.

Religion is the opium of the masses.

There’s been some research in cognitive science, I’m told, that discloses that there have always been perhaps 10 to 15 percent of people who are, as Pascal puts it, so made that they cannot believe. To us, when people talk about faith, it’s white noise.

There’s plenty about God that I don’t understand and can’t explain. But I come back to my core belief that God is good, that He’s for us.

Through the ages, many of His children have had access to the blessings of the gospel, but many more have not.

My religion encompasses all religions. I believe in God, I believe in the universe. I believe you are god, I believe I am god; I believe the earth is god and the universe is god. We’re all god.

A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor.

For me to talk with Obama and the conversation I had with him, I was letting him know that me and my fans have a special connection, and it’s love, and I believe that love is the answer.

This is America. You’re entitled to believe what you want.

Vampires get the joy of flying around and living forever, werewolves get the joy of animal spirits. But zombies, they’re not rich, or aristocratic, they shuffle around. They’re a group phenomenon, they’re not very fast, they’re quite sickly. So what’s the pleasure of being one?

Religion is excellent stuff for keeping common people quiet.

Why am I here? I’m not lucky. That’s God.

I do not know whether there are gods, but there ought to be.

One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying.

I have seen how the foundations of the world are laid, and I have not the least doubt that it will stand a good while.

Do I think faith will be an important part of being a good president? Yes, I do.

God always has patience.

I am a firm believer in the people. If given the truth, they can be depended upon to meet any national crisis. The great point is to bring them the real facts.

Capitalism has destroyed our belief in any effective power but that of self interest backed by force.

Bottom line: God will not allow any person to keep you from your destiny. They may be bigger, stronger, or more powerful, but God knows how to shift things around and get you to where you’re supposed to be.

He who has faith has… an inward reservoir of courage, hope, confidence, calmness, and assuring trust that all will come out well – even though to the world it may appear to come out most badly.

A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, ‚darkness‘ on the walls of his cell.

The songs are my lexicon. I believe the songs.