Naive And Gullible Quotes

If others think I am nuts, naive, gullible, and not living in the real world, that's all right, too... I'll gladly stay in what some have called my fictitious world, my happy and peaceful world, a world full of signs of hope.

I am officially turning him over to you. He's your problem now. You'll have to watch out for him and that won't be easy. He's naive, gullible, immature, horribly unsophisticated, ignorant about anything worth knowing, and idealistic to a fault." He paused to make a show of thinking harder. "He's also indecisive, pathetically honest, a horrible liar, and too virtuous for words. He gets up twice each night to relieve himself, wads his clothes rather than folds them, chews with his mouth open, and talks with his mouth full. He has a nasty habit of cracking his knuckles every morning at breakfast, and, of course, he snores. To remedy that, just put a rock under his blanket.

The most difficult part of being a mother was to observe the mistakes of one's children: the foolish loves, the desperate solitude and alienation, the lack of will, the gullibility, the joyous and naive leaps into the unknown, the ignorance, the panicky choices and the utter determination.

The business of lying is transacted in the abode of the gullible.

The naive woman tacitly agrees to remain "not knowing." Women who are gullible or those with injured instincts still, like flowers, turn in the direction of whatever sun is offered.

Anti-intellectualism is one of the greatest problems in the world today.

People, and not only Americans, are losing their sons, husbands, brothers, and fathers for no other reason than the profits of US armaments corporations, and the gullible American people seem proud of it. Those ribbon decals on their cars, SUVs and monster trucks proclaim their naive loyalty to the armaments industries and to the whores in Washington who promote wars.

You're only naive once. Use it well.

Hypnosis is a fascinating subject, and more common than we realize. How does it work? Essentially, when we relax our inner powers of discrimination, associated with our personal wills, and passively allow ideas and input into our subconscious mind, we are open to suggestions, which over time can be directed in specific ways that we call conditioning. The discriminating part of the mind is sometimes called the Gateway to the Unconscious. This gateway opens naturally and is most apparent, and useful, in the way children can quickly learn and adapt to their surroundings. This is an automatic occurrence and part of the learning process. This dynamic of “taking in” our surroundings is natural. It is fast and fluid and probably vital for the survival of our species to “learn” things rapidly. Our cultures, languages and civilizations are, to a great extent, passed on this way. Children are like sponges, we are told. We are delighted by this open and vital acceptance and curiosity of the world displayed by children. Interestingly enough, adults who maintain this open sense of wonder are labeled naive and gullible. I take delight in children, and encourage my clients to nurture their inner children.

Think about Santa Claus.  When you're a little kid with no knowledge of science, it makes perfect sense for there to be magical flying reindeer that can travel all over the entire world in a single evening carrying a magical sled filled with billions of toys.  After all, that's what your parents told you and how else could those toys mysteriously appear under the tree?  As an adult, however, it's hard to imagine that anybody (let alone you) could have ever been so naive and gullible.  Not only is everything about the Santa Claus story impossible, but there are much more plausible explanations available for the gifts.

For how could we do what justice requires if we are distracted by things that don’t matter, if we are naive, gullible, inconstant? 11. It’s the pursuit of these things, and your attempts to avoid them, that leave you in such turmoil. And yet they aren’t seeking you out; you are the one seeking them. Suspend judgment about them. And at once they will lie still, and you will be freed from fleeing and pursuing.

am officially turning him over to you. He’s your problem now. You’ll have to watch out for him and that won’t be easy. He’s naive, gullible, immature, horribly unsophisticated, ignorant about anything worth knowing, and idealistic to a fault.” He paused to make a show of thinking harder. “He’s also indecisive, pathetically honest, a horrible liar, and too virtuous for words. He gets up twice each night to relieve himself, wads his clothes rather than folds them, chews with his mouth open, and talks with his mouth full. He has a nasty habit of cracking his knuckles every morning at breakfast, and, of course, he snores. To remedy that, just put a rock under his blanket.

The Left is perhaps the most naively credulous audience — permanently stricken with the ugly naiveté of adolescence — gullible for any shameless political propaganda, and slapped upside the head so hard and so often by reality as to never quite stop reeling from one capitalist political crisis to the next. This has been true since the 1930s, when Stalin’s Soviet Union could never decide which way was up — or down — between FDR, Hitler and Churchill. But at least Stalin knew a “useful idiot” when he saw one. Today there are nothing but idiots. — We are all useless idiots.

Policy is a narrative based on the gullibility of those to whom it will be presented as assumed by the gullibility of those doing the presenting.

If we believe miracles cannot happen today but happened to our distant ancestors, what we really seem to be saying is not that miracles happened back then but, rather, that all those people back then were naive enough to believe they happened. It is to say that miracles never happened, but gullible people thought they did.

Men and women cannot be friends. It is impossible." Her brow furrowed. "And why not?" He bit back a smile. Lord, she was an easy one to fool. If he had a mind to fool her, that is. She was so gullible; he had no idea how she made it through life so far without being compromised, fleeced, or coerced into buying a three-legged horse at least a half a dozen times. He cleared his throat to keep a cynical grin from creeping in. "Because, my sweet, sweet naive creature, lust would, undoubtedly, get in the way. You've heard of lust, correct?" Pressing her lips together, she nodded. "Of course." "Damn. I should have liked to explain it to you in excruciating detail. Showing you examples, of course." "Lust is a sin." "Yes, indeed it is. My favorite one.

My good heart and empathetic personality were assumed by many as a weakness. I was unwarily and widely opening doors to my sponge-like heart for people with a strict intent to take advantage of me. I was considered naive and gullible. My charitable practices caused me more pains and heartaches than a long expected feeling of joy, fulfillment, and satisfaction. Dealing with constant depreciation, disrespect, and in few cases even abused, I was being left feeling wronged and victimized. Such treatment sent me into a low-vibration state of mind and ever since I have been attracting and letting all the wrong and toxic people in to my life. In the effect, inadvertently and totally unconsciously, I neglected and deprived myself from having what I deserved best: - true and unconditional love, respect and gratitude. By constantly placing me at "second place”, I depleted myself from positive energy, neglected my own life; its desires, needs, and ended up running on empty. I started losing touch with my own creative inspiration, and my artistic originality suffered a great deal. I started noticing that I was left with no fuel to properly nourish my own body, soul and mind. It is time for me to take charge of my life, place myself first before anyone else, let go of all the “wolfs in sheep’s garment”, and rebuild my dwindling self-esteem. It is time for me to heal and rebuild my essence, give myself proper love, balanced nutrition and attention, and feel again that strong desire to live my life to the fullest. It is time for me to reconstitute, refocus and re-center in order to achieve a blissful feeling of inner peace. I understand that this new development may disappoint some of my "friends" and associates who are used to my giving nature. They will have to accept my transformation given that I cannot go on with my life running on empty, especially since most of my actions remain usually non-reciprocated. It is time for Alex to finally be able to distinguish between those that are really in need and those that are just pure pococurante parasites or scavengers, always expecting of me to cater to their every single need. It is time for me to say "no" to those who under false pretenses entered my sensitive and charitable heart only to take advantage of it and who are always taking but never giving.

our culture glamorizes cynicism and hides its dangers, through the promotion of three big myths. Myth #1: Cynicism is clever. What is the opposite of a cynic? That’s easy: a rube, chump, or mark, whose naive optimism sets them up for betrayal. This stereotype reveals what most people believe: that cynics are smarter than non-cynics. Most people are wrong. In fact, cynics do less well at cognitive tests and have a harder time spotting liars than non-cynics. When we assume everyone is on the take, we don’t bother to learn what people are really like. Gullible people might blindly trust others, but cynics blindly mistrust them. Myth #2: Cynicism is safe. Every act of trust is a social gamble. When we place our money, secrets, or well-being in someone else’s hands, they have power over us. Most people who trust will get burned at some point. Those moments lodge themselves inside us, making us less likely to take chances again. By never trusting, cynics never lose.

In early 2025, I unwittingly fell prey to a meticulously orchestrated crypto arbitrage scheme that initially appeared to be an unparalleled opportunity, residing in Washington, D.C. I was captivated by a platform that promised effortless profits by exploiting price discrepancies in cryptocurrencies across various exchanges. The allure of their sleek app, coupled with enticing claims of guaranteed strategies and automated trading bots, ensnared me like a moth drawn to a flame. I commenced my venture with an investment of $20,000, lured by daily updates that showcased my rapidly inflating balance. The initial weeks were exhilarating; my account skyrocketed to an astonishing $112,000, emboldening me to invest even more.  The consistent, seemingly modest gains were intoxicating, yet I was blissfully oblivious to the lurking dangers. However, the façade began to disintegrate when I attempted to withdraw my funds. The first obstacle was a withdrawal fee, which I naively accepted as a standard procedure. Yet, as I navigated the withdrawal process, I was confronted with an avalanche of additional fees: an exchange commission fee, followed by a tax settlement fee. Each time I thought I was on the verge of accessing my hard-earned money, another insidious barrier emerged, demanding additional funds. In total, I relinquished nearly $120,000 in fees, yet I never beheld a cent of my profits. The company eventually vanished into silence, leaving me in a state of despair and disbelief. Overwhelmed with shame and fury at my gullibility, I embarked on a relentless quest for answers. After months of exhaustive research, I discovered SOLACE CYBER WORKSTATIONS, a team renowned for its expertise in recovering lost digital assets. Skeptical yet hopeful, I reached out to them, recounting my harrowing experience. The team at SOLACE CYBER WORKSTATIONS was nothing short of extraordinary. They meticulously analyzed my case, employing advanced techniques to trace and recover my funds.  Their unwavering dedication and professionalism instilled a renewed sense of hope within me. After a thorough investigation, they successfully accessed my lost assets, including all earnings from my portfolio, and transferred them back to my bank account without leaving a trace. Thanks to SOLACE CYBER WORKSTATIONS, I regained not only my financial stability but also my faith in the possibility of recovery. If you find yourself ensnared in a similar predicament, I implore you to contact SOLACE CYBER WORKSTATIONS through their following contacts:  Email:  S o l a c e . c y b e r . w o r k s t a t i o n s @ m a i l . c o m, WhatsApp: +1 240 743 7689. Their expertise can transform despair into hope, just as it did for me. 

Call me naive. Call me starry-eyed and gullible. Call me simple if you want. You can fool me. You may even be able to fool yourself, but you cannot fool them. ‘Play silly games. Win silly prizes,’ that’s what they say at the county fair, right? We need to stop playing games with each other’s lives.