My Logic Is Undeniable Novels & Stories

I don't want to make things worse or make her uncomfortable or make her feel silly for raising such valid arguments why we shouldn't and then going against it and doing it anyway. I understand that sometimes emotion can overpower logic and reasoning. A perfect example of that is me trying to spend so much of my life pretending like I'm not the problem with Azura even though all the evidence speaks to the contrary. My emotions made me blind to the reality, and I'm not about to penalize somebody else for having their own slip up in a similar fashion.

That was the third thing that made it hard. I could follow his logic from the beginning of it to the place where it broke. I could see the exact moment, year three of the managed exposure, when the compound had its current strength and he had found another reason to hold instead of close, where the reasoning stopped being sound and became something else, something a man told himself because the alternative was admitting that the original calculation had been wrong and that the not-reporting had never been recoverable. I could see it and I could understand how he hadn't, because the mind that built the logic was the same mind that had to evaluate it, and that was the architecture of how good

Because the system had lost its focus. The First Deviation man muttered: “…it has no valid endpoint.” The woman added: “So it can’t proceed.” Kael frowned. “…so what happens now?” No one answered immediately. Because the truth was simple. And dangerous. The system spoke again. But slower. Diminished. Uncertain. “Execution of contradiction required.” Pause. “…no valid execution path found.” Silence. Lyra’s breath slowed. “…it’s breaking its own logic.” Kael nodded slightly.

he reasoned. "Not if it's by force, then it's a crime, you jerk!" I retorted. He chuckled at what I said, "no, it's not when I'm proving to my dear wife that we're close enough to call each other first names because we're a married couple," he reasoned again."And because we're already married, we need to be affectionate with each other by calling each other's name," he added. What kind of illogical reasoning is that?! I strongly disagree and do not understand how he is thinking in his head.

she argued. “That is not how justice works. They have a right to a trial and present any evidence in their defense.” Ellis chuckled humorlessly. “Then what you propose is a sham.” Logan sat down, his shoulders slumped in dejection. “I don’t understand why you would say that.” “Okay, tell me: do you believe there is anything they can say that will make you think they are not guilty?” He hesitated before answering truthfully. “I don’t think so.”

Meredith says and now I feel cheated by my own sister. "I'm disappointed, Meredith." I say playfully. "Aw, don't act like you haven't seen that coming. I am supporting you both of course!" Meredith smiles at me. "She's right. You can't support just one of you if you are a couple. That's like supporting Batman but not Robbin." Kerem says and both of the girls agree with him. "Mind your own business, you freaking dork." I say and regret it because the girls now look mad at me like I'm the devil in this room.

he said. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried weight. It was Conviction. I swallowed, my grip on my phone loosening slightly. “Matteo’s losing,” Logan continued, his tone colder now. “He knows it. So he’s doing what he always does, getting inside your head, making you doubt yourself.” he finally said andI looked down at my lap, my thoughts spinning. “I don’t like not understanding things,” I murmured. “And I don’t like him still having this kind of hold on you,” Logan shot back immediately and that made me look up.

"What else?" Daniel considered the question with genuine seriousness. What was he operating on? He had the evidence — the accumulated three weeks of data points, the risk assessment that had returned positive, the consistent receiving, the real versions offered and accepted. He had all of that, which was the material logic usually worked with. But logic processed the material into conclusions, and what he was experiencing was not the clean line of a conclusion. It was warmer than that. Less linear. More like something moved toward rather than something arrived at. "Instinct," he said, which was the closest word available.

His tone stayed calm, but there was a logic in it that didn’t really leave room for argument. “Then you shouldn’t give up on love just because of one terrible person.” I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. It sounded so simple. The kind of line you’d see printed on a coffee mug. And yet, coming from him, it didn’t feel cheap at all. If anything, it felt… considered. Like he’d actually thought it through. Something inside me shifted, just a little. Part of me resisted it, but part of me knew he had a point.

He told me. My jaws hung low. “And you believe this bullshit?” “No, I am not believing anything but the facts which is laid in front of me. I can’t blame someone unless I have solid proofs against them.” He replied. I scoffed and tried my best not to use harsh words. “Logan, she can do it without being present in the city, okay. Don’t be a dumbhead man. You are smarter than this. It could be a part of a long planning.” I said.