Quotes About Doubt

pensaba que tal vez era cierto que estaba loco y creía que no lo estaba porque los que están locos creen que no están locos,

There are no atheists in the foxhole.

Only an atheist can be a good Christian.

Really, doesn´t everything make sense? There are, of course, things from which we more or less recover, although some of them are too harsh even for saints. But that is no reason to accuse God. Even if there are reasons to doubt him, the fact that he did not arrange the world like a well-ordered parlor is not one of them. It speaks rather in his favor. This used to be much better understood.

There are, of course, things from which we more or less recover, although some of them are too harsh even for saints. But that is no reason to accuse God. Even if there are reasons to doubt him, the fact that he did not arrange the world like a well-ordered parlor is not one of them. It rather speaks in his favor.

Really, doesn't everything make sense? There are, of course, things from which we more or less recover, although some of them are too harsh even for saints. But that is no reason to accuse God. Even if there are reasons to doubt him, the fact that he did not arrange the world like a well-ordered parlor is not one of them. It rather speaks in his favor. This used to be much better understood.

I only believe those things which can be proved; but I know full well that proofs are relative and can, and are in fact, continually superseded and cancelled out by other proved facts; and therefore I believe that doubt should be the mental approach of all who aspire to get ever closer to the truth, or at least to that much of truth that it is possible to establish. . .

By the way, I never realized that to be nonbelieving, to be an atheist, was a thing to be proud of. It went without saying as it were.

Even if I should be right in this, I do not know whether my way of approach is really the best and simplest. But, in short, it was mine.

There comes a time in every woman's life when she is desperately desires to be married. At least, this is what I have always been told by my father. I am beginning to doubt his word of the subject. I am officially, as of one week, twenty-three years old and haven't the slightest inkling of matrimony or desperation

Such a thing is not possible." I peered quietly at him. "Nothing is possible, sir, until it is made so.

The first rule of science, Captain, is to doubt appearances and to seek substances in their stead.

My current life, I realized, was constructed around an absence; for all its richness I still felt as if the floors might give way, as if its core were only a covering of leaves, and I would slip through, falling endlessly, never to get my footing.

The old woman said something and thrust the bowl into my hands. I looked to Argus. "What am I supposed to do?" "You had a mind of your own last time we talked. What do you think you're supposed to do?" he countered. " You're helpful." My words were bitter with sarcasm, but nothing on earth was half as bitter as that bowl of herbal brew.

If every hero stopped to think about all the what-ifs in his path, none of us would ever take one step beyond our own doorways.

Morning. Vast. Imprecision. Fog has covered everything in gray absolute. This has lasted. Doubt looms over the mind. Absence is harder to accept than death.

Dice que no la amo de verdad. Que digo que la quiero, que creo que la quiero, pero que no. He oído a más de uno decir que no quiere a alguien, ¿pero decidir por otro si ese otro lo ama o no? Con eso todavía no me había encontrado nunca.

Me, when it comes to religion, I have no God. When I'm cool, I don't need anyone, and when I'm feeling shitty and this big empty hole opens up inside me, I just know there's never been a god that could fill it and there never will be.

DiÄŸer serserilerden pek fark? yoktu Kobi'nin. Ä°nsan?n asl?nda çirkin mi yoksa aptal m? olduÄŸuna karar veremediÄŸi tiplerden

Me, when it comes to religion, I have no God. When I'm cool, I don't need anyone, and when I'm feeling shitty and this big empty hole opens up inside me, I just know there's never been a god that could fill it and there never will be. So even if a hundred rabbis pray for my lost soul, it won't do them any good. I have no God, but my sister does, and I love her, so I try to show him some respect.

That's when he finally understood that of all the things the angel had told him, nothing was true. That he wasn't even an angel, just a liar with wings.

I'd be lying if I said I had confidence in every choice I've made, that I have faith in every film I do on every shot.

Why is something done this way? Is this the best way it can be done?" You have to be fundamentally skeptical about everything.

Our achievements speak for themselves. What we have to keep track of are our failures, discouragements and doubts. We tend to forget the past difficulties, the many false starts, and the painful groping.