Quotes About Ambiguity

For the moment she was caught between the two worlds, neither one thing nor another. She would be sorry to let the former depart and yet she was longing for the latter to arrive: a new name and with it a new world and with it a new life.

Hash, x. There is no definition for this word - nobody knows what hash is. Famous, adj. Conspicuously miserable. Dictionary, n. A malevolent literary device for cramping the growth of a language and making it hard and inelastic. This dictionary, however, is a most useful work.

BELLADONNA, n. In Italian a beautiful lady; in English a deadly poison. A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues.

LUNARIAN, n. An inhabitant of the moon, as distinguished from Lunatic, one whom the moon inhabits.

Ambrose Bierce

In this world, what is here is not necessarily here, and what is now may not really be now: place and time are malleable, and everything is seen through a haze of probabilities, rather than with certainty.

already know by instinct we're not comfortably at home in our translated world.

A cynic might observe that the scriptures can be used to support both sides of every argument.

Who says there even is a real Shenkt? People like things that are simple. Black and white. Good and evil. They want to make a choice and tell themselves they were right. But as His Eminence is fond of saying, the real world is painted in greys. The truth is complicated, full of mixed emotions and blurred outcomes and each-way bets. The truth … is a hard sell.

Strange, how quickly a king could become an animal. Or half a king half an animal. Perhaps even those we raise highest never get that far above the mud.

My suspicions grow with every passing moment. They are never laid to rest. They only change shape.

The world is a grey place. A place of half-truths. Of half-wrongs and half-rights. Yet there are things worth fighting for, and they must be pursued with all our vigour and commitment. Half-measures achieve nothing.' 'What

He was developing a sneaking feeling he had found his way onto the wrong side. Again. But it's not always easy to tell when you're picking. Perhaps, as Kahdia once told him, you are on the wrong side as soon as you pick one.

Could he truly pretend that he wanted to be her friend? A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time, and had never got anywhere.

I hardly know the right terms for anything these days. Even if I did, I fear they would be the wrong ones by tomorrow morning.

Absolutes are never to be trusted.

A good liar tells as much truth as he can. That way you never know what you're getting.

Relief, or disappointment? Hard to tell the difference.

Maybe's a game with no winners.

If there is one thing I have learned in all my many last stands, it is that death is never certain, only… extremely likely.

there was an awful lot a man could be saying fuck about. That's the beauty of the word. It can mean just about anything, depending on how things stand. Horror, shock, pain, fear, worry. None were out of place.

That look. Little bit hungry. Little bit scared.

Who knows why anyone does anything? The world's a complicated bloody place." "Everyone has their reasons ... It's just a question of knowing what they are. Then the world's simple.

But we are not prone to nervousness. Perhaps we are the unpleasant things. Perhaps the acts are ours.