Anita can speak for herself," Richard said. Jean-Claude's attention flicked back to me. "That is certainly true. But I came to see how the two of you enjoyed the play." "And pigs fly," I said. "You don't believe me?" "Not hardly," I said.
If you only believe when it's easy, you don't really believe.
I just don't believe in helping people who are going to torture me. Though I don't see any bamboo slivers. How can you possibly torture someone without bamboo slivers?
Personally I didn't believe God had a private torture chamber. Hell was being cut off from God, cut off from his power, his energy, Him.
Anyone who doesn't believe that the forest is a deadly place has never been lost in one.
I always treated writing as a profession, never as a hobby. If you don't believe in yourself, no one else will.
No name-calling truly bites deep unless, in some dark part of us, we believe it. If we are confident enough then it is just noise.