Doubt is the origin of wisdom

An optimist may see a light where there is none, but why must the pessimist always run to blow it out?

If ... it is not in my power to arrive at the knowledge of any truth, I may at least do what is in my power, namely, suspend judgement.

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.

I can doubt everything, except one thing, and that is the very fact that I doubt. Simply put - I think, therefore I am

He who hid well, lived well.

What then is the source of my errors? They are owing simply to the fact that, since the will extends further than the intellect, I do not contain the will within the same boundaries; rather, I also extend it to things I do not understand. Because the will is indifferent in regard to such matters, it easily turns away from the true and the good; and in this way I am deceived and I sin.