Quotes About Doubt

We have to believe in a God who is like the true God in everything except that he does not exist, since we have not reached the point where God exists.

Le danger n'est pas que l'âme doute s'il y a ou non du pain, mais qu'elle se persuade par un mensonge qu'elle n'a pas faim. Elle ne peut se le persuader que par un mensonge, car la réalité de sa faim n'est pas une croyance, c'est une certitude.

We have to believe in a God who is like the true God in everything except that he does not exist, for we have not reached the point where God exists.

In a matter of weeks, he had learned that without suffering and doubt, there can be no whole human being.

She could not escape asking (in the exact words and mental intonations which a thousand million women, dairy wenches and mischief-making queens, had used before her, and which a million million women will know hereafter), Was it all a horrible mistake, my marrying him? She quieted the doubt--without answering it.

And when Elmer was about to slip out to the kitchen with her to make lemonade, Benham held him by demanding, 'What do you think of John Wesley's doctrine of perfection?' 'Oh, it's absolutely sound and proven,' admitted Elmer, wondering what the devil Mr. Wesley's doctrine of perfection might be.

In matrimonial geography the distance between the first mute recognition of a break and the admission thereof is as great as the distance between the first naive faith and the first doubting.

Isn't there perhaps something the matter with you and me? (May I join you in the honor of having something the matter?)" "(Yes, thanks.) No, I think it's the town.

I wrote 'It Can't Happen Here,' but I began to think it certainly can.

What conceivable reason could one have for seeking after righteousness in a world which so hated righteousness? Why do anything except eat and read and make love and provide for sleep that should be secure against disturbance by armed policemen? He never did find any particularly good reason. He simply went on.

She was credulous, perhaps; a born hero-worshipper; yet she did question and examine unceasingly.

How many millions of American husbands had sat on the edges of how many millions of hotel beds, from San Francisco to Stockholm, sighing to the unsympathetic telephone, Oh, not in? ruffling through the telephone book, and again sighing, Oh, not in?-- looking for playmates for their handsome wives, while the wives listened blandly and never once cried, But I don't want any one else! Aren't we two enough?

But I wonder about Chapter Twenty. Will there be the deuce to play? . . . Just because life is more easy and human here, I feel more out of it.

Craigengelt, you are either an honest fellow in right good earnest, and I scarce know how to believe that; or you are cleverer than I took you for, and I scarce know how to believe that either.

Indeed a lie is often more plausible than the truth. Almost always. The truth, of course, is never very plausible.

Your Turn Whenever you're in doubt or in need of guidance, say aloud: "Let me ask my guides," and then do exactly that. Next, let them answer by saying, "They say [fill in the blank]." Don't worry that you're making things up—just listen to the content and vibration of the words that emerge as you let your inner being speak freely. Practice this for 10 to 15 minutes a day.

Do you ever feel that we are only building sand castles? Why do so many things happen to us? I am afraid the little we have left will be swept away, too. Why bother?

Sam doesn't hesitate for a minute. 'You say, Mr and Mrs Tavish, you're making me feel inferior. Do you really think I'm inferior or is it just in my mind?

Suddenly I've had enough of all this. I've had enough of being made to feel insecure and paranoid and wondering what's going on

Magnus," I say more gently. "Listen. There's no point doing this. Don't marry me just to prove you're not a quitter. Because you will quit, sooner or later. Whatever your intentions are. It'll happen." "Rubbish," he says fiercely. "You will. You don't love me enough for the long haul.

I don't even feel so sure of that any more. I mean, if we were a couple, he'd be here, wouldn't he? He'd be here with me.

A break from what? Until that moment we'd been fine. So clearly what he needed a break from was the risk of hearing the word "marriage" again.

Some people lose their nerve for riding or skiing or driving; well, I've lost my nerve for life.

We look at each other silently and I feel like we have more in common right now than I can ever remember. We met guys and we fell in love and everything seemed to work out. Until it didn't.