Quotes About Doubt

I am not weak, he wanted to shout, but he wasn't sure he could say that aloud, either

She gives me a glare fit to singe hair. "Make me a promise that this is going to save Oak's life." "I promise," I tell her. "And make me another promise that it's not going to cost you yours." I nod. "It won't." "Liar," she says. "You're a dirty liar and I hate it and I hate this." "Yeah," I say. "I know." At least she didn't say she hated me, too.

You in trouble?" Sam asks. The way he says it, I wonder if he's thinking about how to get out of here if I am.

I wanted so badly to believe that being in Dain's service was an honor, that he was someone worth following. That's what comes of hungering for something: You forget to check if it's rotten before you gobble it down.

Jude,¨ he´d said, running a hand up my calf, ¨are you afraid of me?¨ page 207

Kaye watched as he calmed somewhat, thinking that she should stop trying to anticipate what was going to happen next. After all, when you were already in a slippery place, reality-wise, you couldn't afford to assume things would be straight forward from here on in.

Believe what you can handle believing

Is something going on?" - Celia "No!" Aaron and Jasper said at the same time. "Sure, that's not suspicious or anything.

There is no doubt in my mind that he means it, no doubt at all.Gasping, I pull the knife from my little pocket and stab him in the side. Right between the ribs. If my knife had been longer, I would have punctured his lung. His eyes go wide with shock. His grip on me loosens. I know what Madoc would say-to push the blade higher. Go for an artery. Go for his heart. But if I mange it, I will have murdered one of the favoured sons of Faerie. I cannot even guess my punishment. You're no killer.

The revel will go on, I realize. Everything will go on. But I am not sure that I can.

He might not want to hurt me, but that doesn't mean he won't.

The mortals no longer want you.' Wren shook her head, because that couldn't be true. Her mother and father loved her. Her mother cut the crusts off her sandwiches and kissed her on the tip of her nose to make her giggle. Her father cuddled up with her to watch movies and then carried her to bed when she fell asleep on the couch. She knew they loved her. And yet the certainty with which Lord Jarel spoke plucked at her terror

My word isn't worth much,' I remind him. 'So you keep saying.' He raises his brows. 'It's not comforting, I've got to tell you.

When I wipe off a silver mirror with my hand and see myself dressed in a dead faerie's clothes, a shudder goes through me. Suddenly, I do not know why I am here in this place. I am not sure of Locke's intentions.

what's so great about lying is the not knowing.

You're no killer.' He has no idea what I am. Maybe I don't know, either. Maybe I never let myself find out.

Jude, he'd said, running a hand up my calf, are you afraid of me?

God and I weren't on speaking terms. Still, no bars for me on Sundays.

How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!

But Marge, what if we chose the wrong religion? Each week we just make God madder and madder.

So, my dear fellow, if I don't believe in God, I believe still less in man.

People who love don't doubt in anything, or doubt in everything.

He believed neither in the antecedent animal nor the surviving spirit of man. Desplein had no doubts; he was positive. His bold and unqualified atheism was like that of many scientific men, the best men in the world, but invincible atheists — atheists such as religious people declare to be impossible.

Do you think you were locked in a cupboard as a child?" Cecilia had asked him once (she wouldn't have put it past his mother), but he said he was pretty sure he wasn't.