Antonio Porchia (1885–1968) Italian Argentinian poet
Voces (1943)
Unidentified ‘member’ of MySpace.com circa 2007–08, quoted in Richard Kennedy The Disgrace of MySpace (self-published [Lulu.com] 23 August 2008, ISBN 9781435760042, page 123. This passage and slight variants of it have been widely attributed to Audrey Hepburn long after her death (for example, in Glamour March 2012, page 78); but no evidence of its existence has been found during Hepburn’s lifetime, attributed to Hepburn or anyone else. It has not been found in print before 2008.
Misattributed
Antonio Porchia (1885–1968) Italian Argentinian poet
Voces (1943)
Bertrand Russell (1872–1970) logician, one of the first analytic philosophers and political activist
No known source; also attributed to Susan Sarandon.[citation needed]
Disputed
“I believe that people believe what they believe they believe.”
Ogden Nash (1902–1971) American poet
Good Intentions (1942), Seeing Eye to Eye is Believing
“What I believe is not what I say I believe; what I believe is what I do.”
Donald Miller book Blue Like Jazz: nonreligious thoughts on Christian spirituality
Blue Like Jazz (2003, Nelson Books)
Wisława Szymborska (1923–2012) Polish writer
"Discovery"
Poems New and Collected (1998), Could Have (1972)
John Lennon (1940–1980) English singer and songwriter
"God"
Lyrics, John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band (1970)
Mitt Romney (1947) American businessman and politician
2012 stump speech, quoted in [2012-1-22, Steyn, Mark, The Man Who Gave Us Newt, National Review, http://www.nationalreview.com/corner/288873/man-who-gave-us-newt-mark-steyn, 2012-02-02]
2012
John Perry Barlow (1947–2018) American poet and essayist
The Death of Cynthia Horner (1994)
Context: I don't know that I believe in the supernatural, but I do believe in miracles, and our time together was filled with the events of magical unlikelihood. I also believe that angels, or something like them, sometimes live among us, hidden within our fellow human beings. I'm convinced that such an angel dwelled in Cynthia. I felt this presence often in Cynthia's lightness of being, in her decency, her tolerance, her incredible love. I never heard Cynthia speak ill of anyone nor did I ever hear anyone speak ill of her. She gave joy and solace to all who met her.