Quotes About Wavering

A portion of mankind take pride in their vices and pursue their purpose; many more waver between doing what is right and complying with what is wrong.

God, how I ricochet between certainties and doubts.

Wavering between the profit and the loss In this brief transit where the dreams cross The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying

While the mind is in doubt it is driven this way and that by a slight impulse.

His smile wavers. I've been looking at him too long. 'Are you OK?' he says. I nod, take a deep breath. Then I lean over and kiss him.

My judgment now is that he was vacillating and undecided in his actions.

A strange smile wavered just around his face, not yet in his face

You accuse a woman of wavering affections, but don't blame her; she is just looking for a consistent man.

to possess one single thing (it is Louis now) must waver, like the light in and out of the beech leaves; and then words, moving darkly, in the depths of your mind will break up this knot of hardness, screwed in your pocket-handkerchief.

Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, more longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, than women's are.

For children love is a feeling; for adults, it is a decision. Children wait to learn if their love is true by seeing how long it lasts; adults make their love true by never wavering from their commitment.

Ohio State is an up and down team.

Once I make up my mind, I'm full of indecision.

Bingo swayed like a jelly in a high wind.

We are tossed about by external causes in many ways, and like waves driven by contrary winds, we waver and are unconscious of the issue and our fate.' We think we are most ourselves when we are most passionate, whereas it is then we are most passive, caught in some ancestral torrent of impulse or feeling, and swept on to a precipitate reaction which meets only part of the situation because without thought only part of a situation can be perceived.

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Everyone wavers between the emotionally still-alive past ad the already dead future. Gilles Ivain (aka Ivan Chtcheglov)

I used to be indecisive but now I am not quite sure.

Rumour is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures And of so easy and so plain a stop That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, The still-discordant wavering multitude, Can play upon it.

Fuck me. Fuck me for always getting into situations like this. Fuck me for caring. Fuck me for not knowing the words that would've made her stay. Fuck me for not knowing what I want. Fuck me for wavering. Fuck me for not kissing her back the right way. Fuck me for getting my hopes up. Fuck me for not having more realistic hopes. Fuck me for giving her my fucking jacket. Fuck.

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I waver between a cop-out agnostic and principled atheism

It's no exaggeration to say that the undecideds could go one way or another.

There is a goal but no way; what we call the way is mere wavering.