Quotes About Certainty

Por Dios, Atanarico, eras tú! ¡Nunca hubo nadie aparte de ti! ¿No es evidente?

I don't have anything else to add. I just wanted to make sure I had the last word. I think I've earned that.

She simply makes things a reality by assuming they are such.

Nothing to worry about at all.

Mama Mo does not insist. She simply makes things a reality by assuming they are such:

Don't fret, we'll sort this out: the true and the not true and the might as well be true.

I don't have anything else to add. I just wanted to make sure I had the last word. I think I've earned that.

Truth does not change because it is, or is not, believed by a majority of the people.

Part of winning is a downdeep certainty that, no matter how bad things look, a road to victory will open.

It is an absolute demanding absolutes in a world with a preference for relatives.

If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, it's probably a duck.

My dad always uses this expression: If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, it's probably a duck.

If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, it's probably a duck." Well, that isn't always true. It looks like Ambrose, and it talks like Ambrose. But no way that's Ambrose.

Comment, Mademoiselle? Vous appellés cela betrügen? Corriger la fortune, l'enchainer sous ses doits, etre sûr de son fait, das nenn die Deutsch betrügen? betrügen! O, was ist die deutsch Sprak für ein arm Sprak! für ein plump Sprak!

Thus the thought, for example, which we expressed in the Pythagorean theorem is timelessly true, true independently of whether anyone takes it to be true. It needs no bearer. It is not true for the first time when it is discovered, but is like a planet which, already before anyone has seen it, has been in interaction with other planets.

I envied those who could believe in a God and I distrusted them. I felt they were keeping their courage up with a fable of the changeless and the permanent. Death was far more certain than God, and with death there would be no longer the possibility of love dying.

It's strange how the human mind swings back and forth, from one extreme to another. Does truth lie at some point of the pendulum's swing, at a point where it never rests, not in the dull perpendicular mean where it dangles in the end like a windless flag, but at an angle, nearer one extreme than another? If only a miracle could stop the pendulum at an angle of sixty degrees, one would believe the truth was there.

It infuriated him to think that there were still people in the state who believed in a loving and merciful God. There are mystics who are said to have experienced God directly. He was a mystic, too, and what he had experienced was vacancy--a complete certainty in the existence of a dying, cooling world, of human beings who had evolved from animals for no purpose at all.

Death was far more certain than God.

If you have abandoned one faith, do not abandon all faith. There is always an alternative to the faith we lose. Or is it the same faith under another name?

Doubt is the heart of the matter. Abolish all doubt, and what's left is not faith, but absolute, heartless conviction. You're certain that you possess the Truth -- inevitably offered with an implied uppercase T -- and this certainty quickly devolves into dogmatism and righteousness, by which I mean a demonstrative, overweening pride in being so very right, in short, the arrogance of fundamentalism.

The believer will fight another believer over a shade of difference; the doubter fights only with himself.

Death was the only absolute value in my world. Lose life and one would lose nothing again for ever. I envied those who could believe in a God and I distrusted them. I felt they were keeping their courage up with a fable of the changeless and the permanent. Death was far more certain than God, and with death there would be no longer the daily possibility of love dying.

There are mystics who are said to have experienced God directly. He was a mystic,too,and what he had experienced was vacancy-a complete certainty in the existence of a dying, cooling world, of human beings who had evolved from animals for no prose at all. He knew.