Quotes About Doubt

It's because others have said you were bad and they made you live in bad conditions. When a man hears that over and over and looks about him and sees that his life is bad, he begins to doubt his own mind.

It was fear that had made him fight Gus in the poolroom. If he had felt certain of himself and of Gus, he would not have fought.

While listening to the vivid language of the sermons I was pulled toward emotional belief, but as soon as I went out of the church and saw the bright sunshine and felt the throbbing life of the people in the streets I knew that none of it was true and that nothing would happen.

Richie Tankersley Cusick

I'm going to be so nervous tomorrow," Ashley confessed, linking her arm through Miranda's. "What if our whole class hates it?" "Then I'll say I told you so," Parker replied.

Most of us try to do too much because we are secretly afraid we will not be able to do anything at all.

we cannot rule out the

Was he absolutely certain she about her? Yes.

Suspecting and knowing are not the same.

Aretmis gripped her bow. "Let us pray I am wrong." Can goddesses pray?

There were a lot of answers I might've given, from I knew that to LIAR! to Yeah right, and I'm Zeus. - Percy, after Quintus says that he is Daedalus

I thought maybe he was seeing another tree. - Juniper

Leo," Hazel gasped, "I can't—my arms—" "Hazel," he said. "Do you trust me?" "No!" "Me neither," Leo admitted.

Reyna looked at Percy without much hope. "You do have a plan?" Percy wanted to step forward bravely and say, No, I don't!

I wasn't sure whether I was supposed to kneel or buy stamps from him or what.

If I couldn't trust her, I couldn't trust anyone.

It doesn't seem right? Another part of him wondered, Since when do I worry about what's right?

Maybe—just maybe—Sadie had my best interests at heart. (I just caught her making faces at me, so maybe not.)

I could hear hopefulness in her voice, but also doubt. She was waiting for me to admit the obvious: I'd forgotten. I was toast. I was boyfriend roadkill.

You're sure?' I asked. 'I mean, the Lord of the Sword is great. But you could also be, I don't know, the Slammer of the Hammer'.

You sure you're not a Roman, Annabeth? Or an Amazon?

Besides," I said, "you don't want my soul. It's really small. I don't use it much. I doubt it even works anymore.

Her secret fear? Maybe she didn't tried hard enough.

Exquisitely painful, isn't it? Not being sure who you love and loves you? -Aphrodite