“I doubt my doubt, doubt itself is unsureI love, but who is it for whom I sigh?Not Muslim, yet not heathen; who am I?”
“My principal sin is doubt. I doubt everything, and am in doubt most of the time.”
“Anyone who starts doubting details will end by doubting life itself.”
“Sometimes I doubt and sometimes I believe. And I like not making myself believe when I am doubting, and not making myself doubt when I am believing. Surely neither God nor Accident need my consistency.”
“Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love.”
“Who are you to me?”And with no doubt, my lips parted and I moaned, “Your queen.”