Quotes About Doubt

I know nothing of god or the devil. I have never learned a secret nor found a cure that would damn or save my soul.

What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.

I don't believe in anything, Mother, I said. You told Armand long ago that you believe you'll find answers in the great jungles and forests; that the stars will finally reveal a vast truth. But I don't believe in anything. And that makes me stronger than you think

All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied myself a witch and walked in dark streets to punish myself for my doubts. But I knew what it meant to be afraid.

The atheism and nihilism of my earlier years now seems shallow, and even a bit cocky.

Because no one could in any guise convince me of what I myself knew to be true, that I was damned in my own mind and soul.

All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied myself a witch and walked in dark streets to punish myself for my doubts. But I knew what it meant to be afraid. And now, in this darkness, I fear nothing. If you were to leave me here, I would feel nothing. I would walk as I am walking now. As a man, you can't know what I mean by what I say.You can't know a woman's vulnerability. You can't know the sense of power that belongs to me now.

He sneered with the impatience of people listening to the obvious lies of others.

Don't make a religion of reason and logic. Because in the passage of time reason may fail you and when it does, you may find yourself taking refuge in madness.

People swindle themselves out of Salvation with great regularity.

People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil. I don't know why. No, I do indeed know why. Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.

he didn't know where I lived, because I think he feared, in his heart of hearts, that I didn't trust him, that my work had slowly eroded the love for him which I felt. But I did trust him...I did love him. I didn't love anyone in the world but him. I just didn't want anyone to know where I lived.

I dream of miracles but I cannot imagine them. I pray for mercy, yet I cannot envision how it would come about.

you think anything is possible. But that isn't so. The world closes tight around this miracle soon enough; and you don't hope for other miracles.

I know nothing of God or the Devil. I have never seen a vision nor learned a secret that would damn or save my soul.

I've thought it from time to time myself. Stupidly simple. There has to be something to all this. There has to be! So many missing pieces. The more you consider it, the more atheists begin to sound like religious fanatics. But I think it's a delusion. It is all process and nothing more.

Lord, set my heart afire with faith, because I am losing faith. Lord, touch my heart, and set it afire.

To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner.

Who could trust language?

The world of atheism was cracking apart for me, just as once the world of Catholic faith had cracked apart. I was losing my faith in the nonexistence of God.

People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil. I don't know why. No, I do indeed know why. Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.

God is love. But I'm not sure God is absolutely brilliant.

La gente que cesa de creer en dios o en la bondad todavía suele creer en el demonio. No sé por qué. O sí lo sé: la maldad es siempre posible, la bondad es una dificultad eterna.

the hair. Well, there is no God. You might as well be God.