Quotes About Doubt

Zane isn't for me," she said firmly. Maya laughed. "That sounds really good, but I can't help wondering who you're trying to convince.

I thought I loved him, nut know I am questioning that. Love is supposed to be a positive thing. With him, my world got smaller, not bigger. I made so many bad choices.

No. It's just that I don't want to be with you." He hesitated. "I'm not sure I ever loved you.

He was curious about how much of her indignation was real and how much was self-protection.

Steven tucked a strand of hair behind Hayley's ear as he laughed at something she said. Pam watched them, wondering if there was something going on, then dismissed the notion. Hayley was married. Steven would never get in the way of that.

We're all scared. Some of us are just better at faking it.

You may substitute knowledge for superstition without satisfying the needs that drive people into superstition's arms.

Sometimes, Blister was thinking, the only person in the world she could really count on was herself, and that was not enough.

The desire for reassurance. And, equally, to be reassured. (The itch to ask whether I'm still loved; and the itch to say, I love you, half-fearing that the other has forgotten, since the last time I said it.)

He looked into the hole, and like any hole it said, Jump.

What we call nihilism (now) I simply call thought. What thinking doesn't lead to nihilism? (pg. 440)

A completely open, unpredictable future makes me horribly anxious… It's as if I'm supposed to walk through a forest without being allowed to inform myself whether or not it's full of wolves.

I love you Daddy. How hard was that to say Why hadn't she said it before Because she wasn't sure she meant it or was she afraid it would be one-sided

Only the truly faithful believed someone was actually there on the other end, listening.

wanted to say that Marie's vocation must have been pretty shaky to start with, but it would have sounded heartless. And Rose was living with the truth as she believed

There was no point in questioning her version of the story.

One of them is married and another is engaged and the third cannot make up her mind.

There is a faculty in man that will acknowledge the unseen. He may scout and scare religion from him; but if he does, superstition perches near.

I should tell you all with pleasure,' said the General, 'but you would not believe me.' 'Why should I not?' he asked. 'Because', he answered testily, 'you believe in nothing but what consists with your own prejudices and illusions. I remember when I was like you, but I have learned better.

So I, like, try to live a decent life, bro. What I wanna know is, why does God treat me like a butt crumb?" "Dude," Flotsam said, "sometimes it just seems like God takes a day off to go to the track or something.

Metaphysics may be, after all, only the art of being sure of something that is not so, and logic only the art of going wrong with confidence.

right, are you lass? You're not

at him. 'What could be wrong?' Not knowing how to answer, she turned the question back to

God knows, it ain't