Matthew Arnold Quotes

Thou waitest for the spark from heaven! and we, Light half-believers in our casual deeds . . . Who hesitate and falter life away, And lose tomorrow the ground won today- Ah, do not we, Wanderer, await it too?

Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother. Doubt is a foundling unhappy and astray, and though his own mother who gave him birth should find him and enfold him, he would withdraw in caution and in fear.

Indecision may or may not be my problem.

Action isn’t my forte. I’m an expert on contemplation and mild regret.

My noisy denunciation trails off in doubt.

I'm a bit shy, I suppose, and a bit lazy.

I've come to learn that the choices I labor over and go back and forth about and ask a million people for their opinions and make lists about... those are always the wrong choices.

I was disappointed a little in Stevenson because I did think he couldn't make up his mind. It's the feeling I always had. Perhaps all of us have self-doubt, and we should have, and most of us do, but it doesn't show. It doesn't show as much as it did in Adlai; he seemed to do it in public.

I'm the worst at making decisions!

I feel like I go in on a lot of things that I want to be going in for.

Too many times we just think about our ideas, and we let people convince us not to do it.

I normally don't listen to my instincts because I'm so full of doubt.

If you play scared, your decision making slows down and that's when you run into more trouble.

Would I change anything? I don't know, that's a double edge sword for me.

I've always been an ironic dreamer, unfaithful to my inner promises. Like a complete outsider, a casual observer of whom I thought I was, I've always enjoyed watching my daydreams go down in defeat. I was never convinced of what I believed in. I filled my hands with sand, called it gold, and opened them up to let it slide through. Words were my only truth. When the right words were said, all was done; the rest was the sand that had always been.

"It's OK," Puck says. She has a quick way of hiding her disappointment. If you're not looking for it, she's put it away somewhere before you know it was there. "You're busy." "No," I tell her. "No, I'll think about it. I'm not sure if I can get away." I don't know wheat I'm thinking. I cannot find the time to get away. I'm not a good dinner companion. But it's hard to think of that. Instead I'm wishing that I'd spoken sooner, before I'd seen her disappointment.

I don't know how I can be so ambitious and so lazy at the same time.

If one hesitates in his path, let him not proceed. Let him respect his doubts, for doubts, too, may have some divinity in them.

I had two thoughts about it. One was I could do that, and the next one was I'll never get to do that.

I hesitated for all the right reasons. And I accepted for all the wrong ones.

I think the biggest obstacle I still have to overcome is myself, and just kind of struggling every day with what to do with the work and where to go next.

Indecision is the greatest thief of opportunity.

Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more.

Skepticism can keep us from blessing, can keep us trapped in two minds.