Quotes About Doubt

It's how they've stayed popular for so long. By not doing anything that will make them look like fools. They never leave home without their safety nets and I think, good for them, but the thing with safety nets is this. I got tangled in them so many times and the Stella girls always seemed to leave me dangling, upside down, to the point where I almost couldn't breathe anymore.

Worse still, he doesn't know how to follow the piper anymore because it's a path Tom has lost faith in. And the piper knows it. Tom can see it in his father's eyes now. And the more he stares, the clearer it becomes.

I was wrong, I thought to myself. I honestly believed it. Not because Sister Louise told me or because she made me believe I was. I knew deep down that I was wrong and I think that my emancipation began at that moment.

I've had it with this waiting business. I can cope with another woman, but I can't cope with being ignored when there's nothing in his way.

I'm a waste of space.

I find I can't really describe what Mia has. People want symptoms. They want physical evidence. This thing my mum has is like the X-Files. It can't be explained to the non-believers.

It scares me how fast I go from disliking to loving him, and I wonder if it's this way for everyone.

Even if they end up together, which I highly doubt, given the strength of that particular bond-...-but even if Schuyler still loves him, or thinks she does, it doesn't matter. Because Jack is going to leave her one day. i know he will. He's too much for Schuyler. They're wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. And when he leaves her, I'll be there. However long it takes, I'll still be there for her. Waiting.

I not really sure if we can

Why take the risk? Surely somebody would invent a crystal ball to tell you whether or not a relationship would work out before it started.

Looking back at that conversation, I can't help wondering: Did I know? Did I know what was coming, and did I think that as long as I wouldn't let Livvie say the words, they wouldn't be true?

I'd no the need to doubt his story, as you call it. I'd a mark of my own appear shortly after my twelfth birthday.

But fear is confusing. It tears you in two. Half of you wants to run far, far away, but the other half is paralyzed, frozen, immovable. And the hard part is that you never know which half is going to win.

What if?.. What if I am all to see? What if life is only this? And Ignorance is bliss? What if love is only pain? And nothing can be gained by living everyday And there is no better way? What then?

If it seems too good to be true... it probably is.

If your mother says she loves you, check it out.

Cordelia has never trusted Peach, ever

We are all persons courtesy of someone else, and since we need others to perceive us in order to experience ourselves, it is very hard to like yourself when those nearest you seem to doubt your worth. And when those around you don't see you as you want to see yourself, it is only too easy to lose the way and start auditioning instead for them.

I doubt it with a silent B.

Maybe there was no explanation for those things. There are mysteries that they say we will just have to ask God to answer when we are on the other side. I always wondered if we would just stop caring about them then.

sometimes keeping the faith can be hard when all odds are against you.

De que vale ter crença em Deus se perdemos a fé nos homens?

Na vida só a morte é exacta. O resto balança nas duas margens da dúvida.

Quem está a balançar: sou eu, é a cadeira ou é o mundo?