Quotes About Ambiguity

Hopefully you'll be able to make sense of what I can represent though still fail to understand.

Okay, you can be my slave. My flying kick nicks his nose. A warning. Worse if I weren't succumbing to squeal. What a feel. I'm too multiple to feel. A fork ahead. I take both.

Was that the definition of the future? Not even striving to know itself like the present might

Please forgive me for thinking faith means certainty.

promising the possibility of discovery while all along dissolving into chaotic ambiguities too blurry to ever completely comprehend.

This is not for you

And no, it hasn't gone away. The elusive it is still here with me. But there's very little I can do.

For at least a week, I was hung over with no sense of what lay ahead, plenty of untraceable guilt and a mounting sense of despair.

wondering then if I would ever see her again, sensing I wouldn't, hoping senses were wrong but still not knowing.

leaving me with absolutely no sound way to determine where the hell I'm going, though right now going to hell seems like a pretty sound bet.

Here then—the aftermath of meaning.

Though if he did say it no one there ever heard him.

My voice is like a rumour. I'm not sure if it came out or not, or if it is true.

The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.

But neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it.

Everything was good. But it was awful, too.

I kept walking. Have you ever done that? Just walk. Just walk and have no idea where you're going? It wasn't a good feeling, but not a bad one either. I felt caged and free at the same time, like it was only myself that wouldn't allow me to feel either great or miserable.

The word maybe was beginning to annoy me, because the only thing that was fixed was that maybe would be with me forever.

We might be criminals, but we're not totally immoral

I see their ugly and their beauty, and wonder how the same thing can be both.

I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both

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again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.

You save someone. You kill them.