Nothing is easier than self-deceit. For wahat each man wishes, that he also believes to be true.

Something akin to pity filled the frog's eyes as he looked at him. "But Bubu," he said quietly, "the world up above that I talk about is real. I can't explain it, but in a sense it's more real than the watery universe we live in." "More real to you." "More real to anybody, Bubu." "But not at all real to me." The frog had lost his bantering manner entirely. "Bubu, the world would be there whether I could feel it or not. It's still there even though you don't believe in it."

We believe as much as we can. We would believe everything if we could.

Believe in me, 'cause I don't believe in anything, and I wanna be someone to believe. . .

Secret admirers make us believe things about ourselves that we had always hoped were true.

The outer conditions of a person's life will always be found to reflect their inner beliefs.

My dear, it was a moment to clutch at for a moment so that you may believe in it, and believing is the act of love, I think, even in the telling, wherever it went.

Today the yellow leaves go queer. You ask me where they go. I say today believed in itself, or else it fell.

I imitate a memory of belief I do not own.

There were times when I could believe we were the children of stars.

That which has been believed by everyone, always and everywhere, has every chance of being false.

That's what the priests and the masters tell you, everything's a mystery and you have to believe what you're told.

An idea is not responsible for the people who believe in it.