Quotes About Doubt

How had her mother fallen in with these idiots?

Every time Kate got an inkling that she might live, she remembered what her life was like and wondered if it was worth the effort.

I didn't know how to be with a man who wanted to be with me." The softness had drained away. "I was addicted to Kenny's uncertainty, that niggling little doubt in my gut that made me wonder if I could survive without him. I thought I could fix the pain inside of him. It took me a long time to realize that the pain was inside of me.

She would never feel another man's touch without wondering whether or not she could really trust him.

He was safe because she would never really give all of herself to him.

Claire shook her head. She was scared that he wasn't taking her seriously. She was also scared that he was. They were down the rabbit hole now. There was no turning back.

conversation. He'd felt his gut clench at Emma's

looked like a deformed monkey holding either a baseball bat or an erect penis in his three-fingered hand. Lena sighed, wondering what the fuck she was doing here. Maybe she should just go to the station tomorrow and talk to Jeffrey. There had to be a way to convince him that she was not involved in this case. She should just go home right now, pour herself a drink, and try to get some sleep, so that when the

Claire asked, "Do you think I should call Captain Mayhew?" "For what?" Lydia couldn't keep the alarm out of her voice. The abrupt change in subject slapped her like a cold wind. "He lied to you about the movies. He said they were fake.

We think they're real." Lydia tried to play devil's advocate again. "We think that girl looked like Anna Kilpatrick. We think that she was mutilated in the same way, based on what her mother said and did during a press conference. But are we one hundred percent certain? Or are we just talking ourselves into it?" "Confirmation bias." Claire scowled at her own words. "What's the downside of calling Mayhew?

Mrs. Scott, do you mind my asking why the alarm wasn't on?" This was from Mayhew. He had taken out a notebook and pen. His shoulders were hunched, as if someone had asked him to mimic a character from a Raymond Chandler novel.

Her only question then had been, Why am I not enough? Now her only question was Why are you such a needy bastard? "I just needed a break," he told her, another old standard.

Religion possesses no solution of the problem of life; rather it makes of the problem a wholly insoluble enigma. Religion neither discovers the problem nor solves it: what it does is to disclose the truth that it cannot be solved.

Everyone who must contend with unbelief should be advised that he ought not to take his own unbelief too seriously. Only faith is to be taken seriously; and if we have faith as a grain of mustard seed, that suffices for the devil to have lost his game.

UNSETTLED QUESTIONS FOR THEOLOGY TODAY (1920)

purely negative approach

There is not other relation to God save that which appears upon the road along which Job travelled.

Even truth can be deceptive, whatever its appearance.

Cuando tenía dieciocho años me vino el pensamiento de abandonar la Iglesia. Era para mí una exigencia de autenticidad, porque el pertenecer a la Iglesia no constituía algo indiferente, sino realmente una confesión, y una confesión tal, que fomentaba mucha necedad en el mundo, puesto que con ella existía una institución que sembraba el error. (...) Entre el destino y la voluntad / Schicksal und Wille

atheism" ... reminds one of children, assuring everyone who is ready to listen to them that they are not afraid of the bogy man. Marx, Letter to 30 November 1842

How would I know which one I was?

People always tell me I'm going to regret not having kids. But what if I have one and then I regret having it? Has anyone thought of that option?

I don't think I'm nuts, though, and I don't think you do, either, but you have to make up your own mind. Nothing works if you don't start there.

I think there is something wrong with the human race. It undermines everything one would like to believe in, don't you think?