Doubt is the enemy of mania. It's trying to get aloft strung with weights. The moment I like writing is three sentences in, when somehow those weights drop away, and you can invent. I cannot tell you the dread I have.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt... doubt is the beginning of despair; despair is the cruel beginning of the differing degrees of wickedness.
To doubt is worse than to have lost; and to despair is but to antedate those miseries that must fall on us.
These days I am ruled by doubt, and that is a difficult place to write from.
Doubt is an uneasy and dissatisfied state from which we struggle to free ourselves and pass into the state of belief; while the latter is a calm and satisfactory state which we do not wish to avoid, or to change to a belief in anything else.
Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd.
Uncertainty! fell demon of our fears! The human soul that can support despair, supports not thee.
A person who doubts himself is like a man who would enlist in the ranks of his enemies and bear arms agains himself. He makes his failure certain by himself being the first person to be convinced of it.
The deplorable mania of doubt exhausts me. I doubt about everything, even my doubts.
You know what 'DOUBT' stands for? It stands for 'Debate On Understanding Bewildersome Thoughts.'
Basically, I really love work that puts the reader into a kind of vertigo, into a real doubt, and a beautiful way to convey that, a really perfect metaphor for that, is to make the reader also experience doubt.