Quotes About Doubt

I do not believe in demons," I said, mostly to reassure myself that I had not, in fact, witnessed what I had seen. Churchill laughed. "I don't think he cares, old man.

An attitude of philosophic doubt, of suspended judgment, is repugnant to the natural man. Belief is an independent joy to him.

Los mejores carecen de toda convicción, En tanto que los peores Están llenos de apasionada intensidad.

Who can refute a sneer?

As far as God goes, I _am_ a nonbeliever. Still am. But when it comes to a devil---well, that's something else.

More rooted in logic was the silence of God. In the world there was evil and much of it resulted from doubt, from an honest confusion among men of good will. Would a reasonable God refuse to end it? Not finally reveal Himself? Not speak? "Lord, give us a sign…" The raising of Lazarus was dim in the distant past. No one now living had heard his laughter. And so why not a sign?

They Said, "what sign can you give us to see, so that we may believe you?" - John 6: 30 - 31 You do not believe although you have seen... - John 6: 36 - 37

But I'll tell you something, Father; you give me Regan's identical twin: same face, same voice, same smell, same everything down to the way she dots her i's, and still I'd know in a second that it wasn't really her! I'd know it! I'd know it in my gut and I'm telling you I know that thing upstairs is not my daughter! I know it! I know!

They said, "What sign can you give us to see, so that we may believe." —John 6:30–31 "You do not believe although you have seen." —John 6:36–37

Never was he conscious that his thoughts were prayers; only that the prayers were never answered.

More rooted in logic was the silence of God. In the world there was evil and much of it resulted from doubt, from an honest confusion among men of good will. Would a reasonable God refuse to end it? Not finally reveal Himself? Not speak?

William Peter Blatty

Prime Neuron Untriggered? First Decider Undecided?

His eyes tight, his head angled in surmise, Karras rose and stared down at the priest, demanding huskily, "Who in the hell are you, pal? Who are you?" The soft

Karras glanced at the tape of Regan's voice, and then wearily sat down at the desk, where he lit another cigarette and blew out a ragged cone of bluish-gray smoke as he thought once again of the

William Peter Blatty

William Peter Blatty

William Peter Blatty

Why you do dis to me, Dimmy?

In the world there was evil and much of it resulted from doubt, from an honest confusion among men of good will. Would a reasonable God refuse to end it? Not finally reveal Himself? Not speak?

didn't," Chris told him. "She was also sedated when last we spoke?" "Yes, she was." "I thought I saw her at her window that day." "Well, you're mistaken." "It could be. Perhaps so. I'm not sure." "Listen, why are you asking all this?" "Well, a clear

Sharon shook her head. "He's never come here," she said. "And besides, he was in Boston that night at some convention." "He's a salesman?" asked Kinderman. "A lawyer.

this making you nauseous a little?

With an ache, Karras stared at the bowed and defenseless head. He yearned to be able to take Chris's hand and assure her that all would be well. But he couldn't. He didn't believe it.