Mankind are tolerant of the praises of others as long as each hearer thinks that he can do as well or nearly as well himself, but, when the speaker rises above him, jealousy is aroused and he begins to be incredulous.
Rooster Cogburn: Is that him? Mattie Ross: I believe not. Rooster Cogburn: Oh, cut him down. Mattie Ross: [incredulous] Why? Rooster Cogburn: I might know him.
Richard Nixon: Bold moves, Henry. That's what's needed right now. We can't let these fuckers think we're weak! Henry Kissinger: [Incredulous] Yes. They must fear the madman Richard Nixon.
A vampire?” Lucy hissed incredulously, leaning away from him and wondering if maybe this was all just a prank. Or a dream. She was more than willing to revisit that theory. “I thought vampires drink blood, not eat your face.
I have always derived great comfort from William Shakespeare. After a depressing visit to the mirror or an unkind word from a girlfriend or an incredulous stare in the street, I say to myself: 'Well. Shakespeare looked like shit.' It works wonders.
She washed he hands,then looked at my side. "you haven't even had it stitched?" She said incredulously. "I've been rather busy," I said. "With the running like hell and hiding all night.
Tell me there’s a God, and I’ll believe you. But tell me you’re not in love with me, and I’ll shoot you an incredulous look. Then I’ll shoot you.
Is E.T. out there? Well, I work at the SETI Institute. That's almost my name. SETI: Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence. In other words, I look for aliens, and when I tell people that at a cocktail party, they usually look at me with a mildly in...
Batman: [about the Joker] Where is he? Salvatore Maroni: I don't know where he is, he found us! Batman: He must have friends! Salvatore Maroni: [incredulous] Friends? Have you *met* this guy?
The theologian Meric Casaubon argued—in his 1668 book, Of Credulity and Incredulity—that witches must exist because, after all, everyone believes in them. Anything that a large number of people believe must be true.
Philip looked incredulously at the tiny bundle in Johnny’s arms. He reached out a hand tentatively, and lifted a corner of the blanket. He saw a wrinkled pink face, an open toothless mouth and a little bald head—a miniature of an aging monk.
Casting my own eye down Fifth Avenue as my belly swelled, I would register with incredulity: Every one of these people came from a woman's cunt.
Those mortals who operate in the grey area between conviction and incredulity are in a position to choose most meaningfully, and with most meaningful consequences […] Perhaps only a doubter can appreciate the miracle of life without end.
You’re wrong.” “I am?” “I thought things through this time around. I even managed to restrain myself.” Theo stared at her, incredulous. “You did.” “I thought about kicking him in the balls, but I didn’t. I figured that would be ov...
He slid his stele across the table toward her. "Use it." "No," Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him. Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. "Clary-" "She said she doesn't want it," said Simon. "Ha-ha." "Ha-ha?" Jace looked ...
Incredibly, he wore an incredulous look on his face like he had no idea what she was insinuating. Did she just accuse him of murder? I hope she did, because I have no alibi, but I do have a wallet full of motive.
More books." His eyes went wide. "You have, like, then books you just said you haven't read." "Doesn't mean I won't get more books." I smiled at is incredulous expression. "I haven't been able to read a lot lately, but I will, and then I won't be out...
Looks delicious," he lied. "A mite crispy along the edges - but then, I like it that way." Incredulous eyes met his own. "You like your potatoes burned?" Ah, so he'd been right about that. If he could still recognize what it was she'd cooked, then su...
Why were things funny? Was God laughing at us? Or was laughter the dispensation of God? Maybe laughter itself was Godlike. When we laugh, we rise above pain. We rise above indignity. We even rise above incredulity. We "get it." Maybe in the way God "...
Tai Lung: Who are you? Po: Buddy, I... am the Dragon Warrior! [bows over, panting from the stairs] Tai Lung: [incredulous] You? [laughs] Tai Lung: He's a panda! You're a panda! What are you gonna do, big guy? Sit on me? Po: Don't tempt me.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Where are we going? Mother: Phhhhh, out of Warsaw. Wladyslaw Szpilman: [confused] Out of Warsaw? Where? Regina: You haven't heard? Wladyslaw Szpilman: [exasperated] Heard what? Regina: Haven't you seen the paper? Wladyslaw Szpilma...
