The material world is simply an expression of the mind; that's what so many fail to see. We're so dependent on what is before us that we discount our intuition. Yet if one dismisses instinct, how can one understand or believe in a world that exists beyond one's sight?
The only truth was whatever you could make someone believe.
Trying to justify a world we don't hold all the answers to is what bedevils the best of us. Sometimes it's better just to accept that things are as we see them.
Logic only tells us what's there; it can't really address what isn't. Even the most devoted empiricist must admit that we have no hope of understanding the universe. Some things are unknowable.
It seems all spirits need theatrics, eh? Even Christ himself requires incense and holy water. We're a skeptical people. We need convincing.
In the end, there's only one thing you can believe. Bodies are honest; they don't lie.
Calling it lunacy makes it easier to explain away the things we don't understand.
The answers are what they are. Just because you don't like them doesn't mean they aren't true.
Sight is one of the most easily deceived senses. I could make a coin disappear and your eyes would believe it gone, even if it were merely up my sleeve.
People forget that old women were young once, but d'you think we old women forget? In my heart, I'm still thirty.
You learned to run from what you feel, and that's why you have nightmares. To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control.
Impatient men are generous ones. Or haven't you learned that by now?
All life's a risk, that's what makes it interesting.