Quotes About Maybe

I like horror and sci-fi almost equally, but I watch more sci-fi than horror. Does that mean I like sci-fi more than horror? Maybe.

An adult man possesses the power to enter your soul. A boy has no power, The power to hurt, maybe, but not the power to enter your soul

Maybe. It's now or never." "Cameras and guards? It's a big risk." "But they have our friends." Alec nodded slowly. "Said like a true soldier.

rain—was grappling for her wallet. "Maybe

He instituted this, er, Chair of Chronology to see if there was any particular reason why one thing happened after another and if there was any way of stopping it. Since the answers to the three questions were, I knew immediately, yes, no, and maybe, I realized I could then take the rest of my career off.

Why don't you come to Ruby Tuesday for lunch?" "Okay." "Then practice." "Definitely." "Maybe we could do something afterward." "Absolutely.

Maybe Helmund is an angel after all. Maybe that's who he's been all along.

Probably means there's a good chance. Possibly means we might or we might not.

The wise man's "maybe" signifies a refusal to judge anything that happens. Instead of judging what is, he accepts it and so enters into conscious alignment with the higher order.

Eat some pizza, play some Xbox, watch some TV. Gross? Maybe. Me? Yes.

Because I feel like I'm the opposite of Jeongyeon, I would like to maybe switch qualities with her.

Will that branch hold two?" I said, looking at it. "Maybe. The question is whether you're willing to risk it." I swung onto the branch and started sidling out. He grinned. " Dumb question, wasn't it?" "It was." "You can't resist me." "No, I can't resist a dare.

We stared at each other for a while. There was a good deal of information conveyed across the silence, a whole conversation, you might say. This is waht flirtation is in its purest form, a conversation held without words. Flirtation is a series of silent questions that one person asks another person with their eyes. And the answer to those questions is always the same word: Maybe.

We stared at each other for a while. There was a good deal of information conveyed across the silence, a whole conversation, you might say. This is what flirtation is in its purest form, a conversation held without words. Flirtation is a series of silent questions that one person asks another person with their eyes. And the answer to those questions is always the same word: Maybe.

Now. Close the book. But first—remember to open yourself up to love and possibility, to almostness and maybe. Use your voice. Let others in. Choose your future. Choose your body. Choose yourself. And go out there and write your life.

I've never had a message for anyone in my entire life. Except maybe to give out my room number.

I wonder. Of course maybe that isn't what they figure to do. Maybe they aren't going to do any such thing. But it's natural that's what they would do and I heard that word.

The scientific theorist is not to be envied. For Nature, or more precisely experiment, is an inexorable and not very friendly judge of his work. It never says Yes to a theory. In the most favorable cases it says Maybe, and in the great majority of cases simply No. If an experiment agrees with a theory it means for the latter Maybe, and if it does not agree it means No. Probably every theory will someday experience its No - most theories, soon after conception.

By and large, I'm in the same boat as other inventors. If we're lucky, of the 10 or 15 items we do a year, maybe one or two of them wind up with a licensing agreement.

Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire? Um, maybe?

He asked if I had liked the book in English. I wondered whether to lie. "No," I said. "Maybe I should read it again." "Uh-huh," Ivan said. "So that's how it works for you?" "How what works?" "You read a book and don't like it, and then you read it again?

The End is Nigh!" the man shouted. "Is there still time for hot chocolate?" Riley asked. The-End-is-Nigh guy blinked. "Ah, maybe, I don't know.

And ready to seizure at any moment. But still useful, and maybe even a little bit beautiful and sacred and magical.

Maybe the heart is part of the mist. And that's all that there is or could ever exist. Maybe and maybe and maybe some more. Maybe's the exit that I'm looking for.