Quotes About Doubt

there are some things in life a person just cant know

You're asking me how not to doubt. Good question.My answer is, you can't. This is life

The disparity between what people said life was and what I knew it to be unnerved me at times, but I swore that nothing would ever make me say life should be anything.

The nature of the spiritual life is that we are certain in our uncertainty.

The dream has sucked the sleeper of his faith

There will be times, for example, when you feel you are faking it. However hard you try genuinely to practice, it just doesn't feel right. And on the rare occasions it does feel authentic, the sensation is over almost before it began. So, try to be content with your practice, whatever it feels like, even when you are doing little more than paying it lip service, because at least you are making an effort.

Often faith comes in the aftermath of doubt and doubt comes in the aftermath of faith. And the one that comes second is often much more powerful. In the end we have to abandon both.

It is a gift to be able to kill doubt with doubt.

The Freudian paradigm is so intertwined with liberalism and humanism and America that to doubt the former is to implicitly denigrate the latter.

Had he said anything but what he said, had I been given the chance to change my mind, had he told me how much I was needed, had he tried to convince me that there was some attestable humanity in all of this, I would have stayed.

You can't believe because she tells you to," I said "No. The question is: how to be a good person if I don't believe anymore.

He didn't believe in God anymore and yet he still wished that God would help him.

I just-I don't want to get involved with you Jackson," I said, the words tumbling out. "You're a nice guy, but then, when it comes down to it-you're not, really.

Everything he said sounded wonderful, but it wasn't true. I was desperately insecure and I did care what people thought. Jackson wasn't really talking about me. He was talking about an idea of me he'd concocted in his head. As soon as he remembered me and my true weaknesses in the clear light of day, he'd be as cruel this time as he had been the last.

The universe is seeming really huge right now," he told me. "I need something to hold on to.

Yeah." Gat was silent for a moment. "Do you believe in God?" "Halfway." I tried to think about it seriously. I knew Gat wouldn't settle for a flippant answer. "When things are bad, I'll pray or imagine someone watching over me, listening. Like the first few days after my dad left, I thought about God. For protection. But the rest of the time, I'm trudging along in my everyday life. It's not even slightly spiritual.

No. The question is: how to be a good person if I don't believe anymore.

He didn't believe in God anymore and yet he still wished that God would help him. - Cady

She felt awkward around popular people, and couldn't figure out whether she was good-looking or freakishly ugly, because she often felt both within the space of an hour.

Part of me doesn't want to ruin it. Doesn't want to even imagine that it isn't perfect.

Skepticism is the sadism of embittered souls.

O não-saber é o fundamento de tudo, ele cria o todo através de um acto que repete a cada instante, produz este mundo e qualquer outro, uma vez que está sempre a tomar como real aquilo que o não é. O não-saber é o gigantesco equívoco que serve de base a todas as nossas verdades, o não-saber é mais antigo e mais poderoso do que todos os deuses juntos.

This solitude opressed her; she was accustomed to have her thoughts confirmed by others or, at all events, contradicted; it was too dreadful not to know whether she was thinking right or wrong.

I was brought up to be honest; the trouble is it gets me nowhere." Liking her better, he smiled and said, "It'll get us to heaven." "Will it?" "If heaven existed." "Do you not believe in heaven, Mr. Fielding, may I ask?" she said, looking at him shyly. "I do not. Yet I believe that honesty gets us there.