Quotes About Doubt

He feared that now he appeared naive.

For the first time he began to wonder whether he should jettison his transatlantic dream and settle for something more quotidian, perhaps focus his company on ship-to-shore communication. There was

I didn't believe all her stories," Martha wrote later. "I thought she was exaggerating and a bit hysterical." When Martha left her hotel she witnessed no violence, saw no one cowering in fear, felt no oppression.

He was a glass half full kind of person and she was...what? The glass is going to break before you can even pour kind of person. Yikes.

Suzanne glanced over at her, eyebrow raised. "Is there an anaconda?" she asked, like it had suddenly occurred to her she could be totally wrong. Tamara should only be so lucky. "No, there's no anaconda, I can promise you that." Not even a garden snake.

I always use the word 'houses of prostitution' in talking to Edith, Mrs. Cool." "I don't. I call 'em whorehouses," Bertha said acidly. "It's easier to say. It's more expressive, and it leaves no room for doubt.

Marriage has no guarantees. If that's what you're looking for, go live with a car battery.

Now he would never write the things that he had saved to write until he knew enough to write them well. Well, he would not have to fail at trying to write them either. Maybe you could never write them, and that was why you put them off and delayed the starting. Well he would never know, now.

It is never hopeless. But sometimes I cannot hope. I try always to hope but sometimes I cannot.

Remember, everything is right until it's wrong. You'll know when it's wrong." - "You think so?" - "I'm quite sure. If you don't it doesn't matter. Nothing will matter then

The mouth worried you until you knew him and then it worried you more.

I wonder if he has any plans or if he is just as desperate as I am?

Clearly I miss Him, having been brought up in religion. But now a man must be responsible to himself.

I don't know, I said. There isn't always an explanation for everything. Oh, isn't there? I was brought up to think there was. That's awfully nice.

You may not believe this. No one believes this, but it is true.

Do you suppose it will always go on? No. What's to stop it? It will crack somewhere.

Let us not doubt, brother. Let us not pry into the holy mysteries of the hen-coop with simian fingers.

He can't have gone, he said Christ know he can't have gone. He's making a turn. Maybe he has been hooked before and her remembers something of it. The he felt the gentle touch on the line and he was happy.

understanding of it and I am not sure that I believe in it. Perhaps it was a sin to kill the fish. I suppose it was even though I did it to keep me alive and feed many people. But then everything is a sin. Do not think about sin. It is much too

Oh, darling," she said. "You will be good to me, won't you?" What the hell, I thought.

I had always expected to become devout. All my family died very devout. But somehow it does not come." "It's too early." "Maybe it is too late. Perhaps I have outlived my religious feeling." "My own comes only at night." "Then too you are in love. Do not forget that is a religious feeling.

He had tried a few practice matches with his left hand. But his left hand had always been a traitor and would not do what he called on it to do and he did not trust it.

He can't have gone," he said. "Christ knows he can't have gone. He's making a turn. Maybe he has been hooked before and he remembers something of it.

His rage began to thin as he exaggerated more and more and spread his scorn and contempt so widely and unjustly that he could no longer believe in it himself