It were far better to sail forever in the night of blindness with sense, and feeling, and mind, than to be content with the mere act of seeing. The only lightless dark is the night of darkness in ignorance and insensibility. One can never consent to creep when one feels the impulse to soar. We could never learn to be brave and patient, if there were only joy in the world. It need not discourage us if we are full of doubts.
Healthy questions keep faith dynamic.
In fact, unless we start with doubts we cannot have a deep-rooted faith. One who believes lightly and unthinkingly has not much of a belief. Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. Instead of comparing our lot with that of those who are more fortunate than we are, we should compare it with the lot of the great majority of our fellow men. It then appears that we are among the privileged.