Quotes About Doubt

Josh gives me a dubious look.

Did I screw things up that badly that now he doesn't know? It can't be over, not when I finally found my courage. I can't let it be.

We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place? That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away just like that? I guess the answer is, we weren't.

After a couple of minutes things aren't looking so familiar, and I realize I should have taken a left instead of a right. I push down the panic that's rising in my chest and I try to backtrack. You can do it, you can do it.

When I see him again, will he smile at me, make a joke of it to lighten the mood? Or will he pretend he never saw it, to spare us both? I think that would be worse.

And besides, isn't this the way one loses boyfriends, by acting paranoid and jealous and insecure? I'm fairly certain this is not a good look on me.

It might not have been him. But it doesn't matter, Lara Jean, because even if he didn't encourage all the talk, I doubt he discouraged it, if you know what I'm saying.

I think maybe I'm just tired of all this. This in-betweenness of being somebody's girlfriend but not really.

WHEN YOU'RE TRYING SOMETHING NEW, YOU'RE TORN BETWEEN ANTICIPATING A DELIGHTFUL SURPRISE AND THINKING YOU'RE A FOOL TO IGNORE WHAT YOU KNOW YOU LIKE.

How could she blame him for being insensitive when she was so insecure?

She thinks she should go off her meds maybe so as to write more fluidly. Possibly this is not a good idea. But only possibly.

Sure, sure, I suppose I could go for someone safe," she says. "But I've never felt like this before. Never." But no one is safe, I want to tell her. Safe?

Young person worry: What if nothing I do matters? Old person worry: What if everything I do does?

A few nights later, I secretly hope that I might be a genius. Why else can no amount of sleeping pills fell my brain? But in the morning my daughter asks me what a cloud is and I cannot say.

Everything is going to be fine." I hate it when people say that, people who have absolutely no idea of what's coming next. They turn you into an idiot for even asking.

It is only when we have heard the door of destiny slam shut that we begin to feel the iron-cold talons of certainty digging into our breast, gathering slowly, slowly around our heart, and fastening their clutches upon the fine thread of hope on which our world of happiness hangs: then the thread is severed; then all that it held falls and is shattered; then the shriek of despair sounds through the emptiness. In doubt, no one despairs.

In Religion within the Limits of Reason Alone he goes so far as to claim that conscientious moral judgement cannot err. The voice of conscience, which is our internal moral judge, can serve as a 'guiding thread' (Leitfaden) in matters of doubt.

Believe none of what you hear. Half of what you see. And everything you write.

Psalm 106:24, 25: 'Yea, they despised the pleasant land, they believed not his word; but murmured in their tents, and hearkened not unto the voice of the Lord. Therefore he lifted up his hand against them to overthrow them in the wilderness.

The Shallow Faith of the Founding Fathers The founding fathers were politicians and philosophers, churchmen and doubters. They were well acquainted with history, theology,

For where belief dwells, the spider may not stir, neither by day nor by night.

We must not let go manifest truths because we cannot answer all questions about them.

God did not hear the prayers of the fearful, for the hearts of the fearful held no belief.

One thing became clear as I thought back to my stay in Quirishari. Every time I had doubted one of my consultants' explanations, my understanding of the Ashaninca view of reality had seized up; conversely, on the rare occasions that I had managed to silence my doubts, my understanding of local reality had been enhanced — as if there were times when one had to believe in order to see, rather than the other way around.