belief [Theme] Page 5

Beating people up is not necessary - you just need to find the right words.

The only way to sincerely respect other people's beliefs, to accept them and safely treat them is not to have their beliefs at all.

This time I managed to give the dream reality. I convinced myself that he was dead.

In fact I never parted with the belief that to live means to belong. To belong, to belong to man.

- How do I know You're an angel?
- What, you little fire phenomena and solid breadth of my wings? Not convinced? Okay. Drink tequila?
- Where are we?
Only here for good tequila. DOS tequilas, por favor, and an empty glass. GRATSIA, sir.
We where in Mexico?
Actually, in the Mexican diner that's two blocks from your house. But the impression.

With such a talent for persuasion you and eskimo ice will be able to sell.

- He's attractive, sure of the correctness. And, of course, neurotic. And rather dangerous.
- Do you doubt that I can convince him?
- It is even worse. I'm afraid that he will be able to convince me.

If you can't convince someone, all is not lost: you can always call.

- Fans of conspiracy theories will rejoice.
- You will be surprised what you can convince the public...

Exchange of views is only useful when you can convince yourself and not the other. From this point of view Dovlatov was the worst of all possible interlocutors. He did not talked and others didn't give it any concept froze on his lips as mutton fat.

Sometimes people are difficult to convince... They have to see for yourself.

In 1787 near Moulins at the Inn was a dead man, a friend of Diderot, brought up on the writings of philosophers. Surrounding the priests cried out: the old man did not want to take extreme unction - he was a pantheist. Passing the Marquis de Rollebon, who neither believed in God nor in the devil, made a bet with melenskim the priest that he won't need two hours to return the patient to the bosom of the Christian Church. The cure took the bet and lost: the patient, whom the Marquis took three a.m. at five in the morning went to confession and at seven in the morning died. "Are you so strong in the debate? - asked the priest. - You outdid us all!" - "And I'm not up to debate,' replied the Marquis. - I just scared him a hell."

The manners of the speaker to convince more than his speech.

Let everyone tries to think and speak intelligently, but give up trying to convince others of the infallibility of their tastes and feelings: the Netherlands.