Quotes About Doubt

If only God would give me some clear sign! Like making a large deposit in my name at a Swiss Bank.

I was very, very religious. And of course I wrote about it in 'Night.' I questioned God's silence. So I questioned. I don't have an answer for that. Does it mean that I stopped having faith? No. I have faith, but I question it.

I don't believe in you, God, but please, help me.

He who believes is strong he who doubts is weak. Strong convictions precede great actions. He who doubts is weak. Strong convictions precede great actions.

I was very, very underdeveloped for my age, I hated what I looked like, so I thought everyone had gone stark raving mad.

Catholic, which I was until I reached the age of reason

But still when the mists of doubt prevail, And we lie becalmed by the shores of age, We hear from the misty troubled shore The voce of children gone before. Drawing the soul to its anchorage.

At a certain age you're always uncertain how other people will take you.

In the present age doubt has become immune to faith and faith has dissociated itself from doubt.

In the Internet age, with the screaming on the radio, etc., it is hard to know what to believe and who is informed and who is not.

All ages of belief have been great; all of unbelief have been mean.

The twenty-first century is, and will remain, the Age of Insecurity.

It's such a thrilling part about being in a relationship at a young age, and all your feelings are apocalyptic, all your emotions are so huge.

The more people who believe something, the more apt it is to be wrong. The person who's right often has to stand alone.

I think, at heart, unless you discover faith in something else, something other, it's very hard to shake the thing that you're adrift alone.

To Follow by faith alone is to follow blindly.

Jesus watches from the wall, But his face is cold as stone, And if he loves me As she tells me Why do I feel so all alone?

Putting up with the fear of being with the wrong person because you can't deal with the fear of being alone.

If I could have found in my mind a plain and simple way to be right, that would have been something. I would have been changed in another way, and my life ever afterward would have been different. But having reached the crisis—the crossroad, so to speak—I failed. I didn't have at all the feeling of being right.

But I had read all of [the Bible] by then, and I could see that it changed. And if it changed, how could all of it be true?

Cecelia, as with every look and gesture she let us know, was entirely at ease only in the company of her equals—a company that included, besides herself, only her sister. And of course Cecelia held some secret doubts about herself; you can't dislike nearly everybody and be quite certain that you have exempted yourself.

Invariably the failure of organized religions, by which they cut themselves off from mystery and therefore from sanctity, lies in the attempt to impose an absolute division between faith and doubt, to make belief perform as knowledge; when they forbid their prophets to go into the wilderness, they lose the possibility of renewal.

Why, so can I, or so can any man; / But will they come when you do call for them?

The first gulp from the glass of natural sciences will turn you into an atheist, but at the bottom of the glass God is waiting for you.