Belief in God? An afterlife? I believe in rock: this apodictic rock beneath my feet.
Do I believe in ghosts? I believe in the ghosts that haunt the human mind.
In social affairs, I'm an optimist. I really do believe that our military- industrial civilization will soon collapse.
I do not believe in personal immortality; it seems so unnecessary. Show me one man who deserves to live forever.
Belief? What do I believe in? I believe in sun. In rock. In the dogma of the sun and the doctrine of the rock. I believe in blood, fire, woman, rivers, eagles, storm, drums, flutes, banjos, and broom-tailed horses....
I believe in nothing that I cannot touch, kiss, embrace.... The rest is only hearsay.
The best argument for Christianity is the Gregorian chant. Listening to that music, one can believe anything -- while the music lasts.
I, too, believe in fidelity. But how can I be true to one woman without being false to all the others?
I am hopeful, though not full of hope, and the only reason I don't believe in happy endings is because I don't believe in endings.
The national parks belong to everyone. To the people. To all of us. The government keeps saying so and maybe, in this one case at least, the government is telling the truth. Hard to believe, but possible.