Quotes About Doubt

When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with.

When you trust, you are tender and delicate, but when you doubt, you are dangerous and destructive

His entire body was pleading for reassurance, and if her whole love was not enough what else could she give him to cure his doubt?

Why do I doubt her? Perhaps she is just very sensitive, and hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver. And one thinks them insincere. Yet I want to believe her. At the same time it does not seem so very important that she should love me. It is not her role. I am so filled with my love of her. And at the same time I feel that I am dying. Our love would be death. The embrace of imaginings.

I spell 'god' with a small 'g' because I do not believe in him, but I love to swear by him.

It is hard for me to believe in continuous, sustained happiness, just as it is hard for me to believe in love.

the discovery of each other brings a kind of peace, because it brings the certitude that we are right. We are stronger together ... we will have less doubts. This seemed deeply true, yet I wonder if it is good to ally similarities, one agreeing with the other, as twins might, so that this might give an illusion of balance, reassure us about our orientation, or whether we should seek this by contrast with others

But my faith seems naive, at least today. Maybe tomorrow I can believe again.

Doubt tortures me. There is a twist in me, my fear of interpretation.

Sentimentalismo? ¿Romanticismo? Si habla en serio... ¿Por qué dudo de ella? Acaso sea que es muy sensible y la gente hipersensible es falsa cuando los demás dudan de ellos? vacilan. Y dan la impresión de ser insinceros.

For what always creates anxiety in me is the doubt of my own sanity. I always question myself: am I being over-sensitive, am I exaggerating? What I crave at this moment is to be where I am not cut off from the world, to find another thread of contact.

For what always creates anxiety in me is the doubt of my own sanity. I always question myself: am I being over-sensitive, am I exaggerating?

Provas? Se houvesse, para que a fé? Um Deus que se poderia demonstrar seria um Deus?

Se não creio em Deus é também, e talvez principalmente, porque preferiria que ele existisse. É a aposta de Pascal, se quiserem, mas invertida. (...) Ora, Deus é tanto menos verossímil, parece-me, quanto mais é desejável: ele corresponde tão bem a nossos desejos mais fortes que é o caso de indagar se não o inventamos por isso.

Croyez ceux qui cherchent la vérité, doutez de ceux qui la trouvent.

Better to be silent and thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt.

Oh, I thought, without a doubt, everything in my life is falling to pieces. Nothing that my hand grasps can my hand hold.

To tell the truth, my dear count, I must own that of all nauseating human emanations, literature is one of those which disgust me most. I can see nothing in it but compromise and flattery. And I go so far as to doubt whether it can be anything else.

Faith can move mountains; true: mountains of stupidity.

And if I live badly, whilst I'm waiting to decide how to live?

Cree a aquellos que buscan la verdad; duda de los que la han encontrado

I have been scarcely been able to pray since I have been here: I have the childish feeling that God is no longer in the same place.

Croyez ceux qui cherchent la vérité, doutez de ceux qui la trouvent ; doutez de tout.

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