To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.
There is nothing worse than being full of doubt.[Les doutes font fâcheux plus que toute autre chose.]
Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
When the mind once allows a doubt to gain entrance, the value of deeds performed grow less, their character changes, we forget the past and dread the future.[Lorsque l’esprit se laisse entraîner au doute, la valeur des faits accomplis s’altère, leur physionomie change, on oublie le passé, on craint pour l’avenir.]
We, when we sow the seeds of doubt deeper than the most up-to-date and modish free-thought has ever dreamed of doing, we well know what we are about.
Trust your instincts, Dad always says. If something feels dodgy to you, if someone feels dodgy, you go with dodgy. Don’t give the benefit of the doubt because you want to be a nice person, don’t wait and see in case you look stupid. Safe comes first. Second could be too late.