The mystery of the beginning of all things is insoluble by us; and I for one must be content to remain an agnostic.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have to recognize that I am agnostic.
But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us ever emerge from such beginning! How many souls perish in its tumult!
Godliness, as well as the doctrine of our faith, is a mystery.
I am an agnostic, even though I respect and am interested in all religions. If there's something I believe in, it's a mysterious energy; the one that fills the oceans during tides, the one that unites nature and beings.
Everything that has existed, lingers in the Eternity.
We all have our beliefs or our agnosticism.
I don't think I've ever been an agnostic. I've always thought there's a superior power, that this is not the real world and that there's a world to come.
I oscillate between agnosticism and atheism.
The greatest mystery of existence is existence itself.
I won't say that I'm an agnostic, since agnosticism maintains that one cannot know... but I'm not averse to the idea of some intelligence or some organizing force that set up the initial conditions of the universe in such a way that ultimately generated stars, planets and life.