Quotes About Doubt

I tried to tell them that things would be okay, but I didn't believe it.

Even the bravest can fall.

We're fine.' A few feet away, Aurum snarled quietly, which meant Nico was lying.

I was starting to believe him, and that scared the baked beans out of me.

So, Frank said. Your name isn't Sammy? Leo scowled. What kind of question is that? Nothing, Frank said quickly. I just— Nothing.

You didn't believe I was dead Never

When in doubt, Calypso said, Tater Tots.

It's encouraging to know that all of God's closest friends — Moses, David, Abraham, Job, and others — had bouts with doubt. But instead of masking their misgivings with pious clichés, they candidly voiced them openly and publicly. Expressing doubt is sometimes the first step toward the next level of intimacy with God.

When life gets tough, when you're overwhelmed with doubt, or when you wonder if living for Christ is worth the effort, remember that you are not home yet. At death you won't leave home — you'll go home.

days of spiritual dryness, doubt, and estrangement from God as "the dark night of the soul.

her. It was a cruel thing, trying to sprout and find the light of day. It was truth. She wasn't sure that she wanted it.

She prayed now, with desperate conviction but no faith, and she suspected it made no difference either way. When

But wasn't artistic endeavor the final refuge of the uncommitted?

Or was it, as everyone told her, and as she must believe, all in her head? And so what if it was—wasn't everything in her head real too? What if there was no demonstrable reality? What if there was nothing beyond the mind? Philosophers "came to grips" with this problem a long time ago, Dr.

Why not?" Mrs. Scaife said, navigating her way back to the sofa and dropping anchor ("Ouf") on the salmon damask.

What on earth was she doing with her life? Could she just get up and leave?

One of these days, she said, I'm going to pull myself together for a while and think—try to determine what character of a woman I am; for, candidly, I don't know. By all the codes which I am acquainted with, I am a devilishly wicked specimen of the sex. But some way I can't convince myself that I am. I must think about it.

Bah, cynics, said Dr. Meescham. Cynics are people who are afraid to believe.

All of God's creatures have names, every last one of them. Of that I am sure: of that I have no doubt at all.

Reader, do you believe that there is such a thing as happily ever after? Or, like Despereaux, have you, too, begun to question the possibility of happy endings?

Flora hated the phrase "correct me if I'm wrong." In her experience, people only said it when they knew they were right.

HE IS AN UNASSUMING JANITOR. BUT HE WILL DARE TO BATTLE THE DARKNESS OF THE UNIVERSE. DO YOU DOUBT HIM? DO NOT. ALFRED T. SLIPPER WILL LIVE TO FIGHT THE FORCES OF EVIL. HE WILL BECOME KNOWN TO THE WORLD AS INCANDESTO! Flora

it could not be proven whether God existed, one might as well believe that he did, because there was everything to gain by believing and nothing to lose.

What you giving me them shifty-eyed looks for?