Quotes About Ambiguity

Death was too definite an object to be wished for, or avoided.

But whether he was happy or not was hard to say. Probably he was neither, just as a plant is neither.

I realized that the last thing I wanted to do was go home. A weird feeling—like on the one hand I wanted to go back to that other world, but at the same time didn't care if my connections to it were cut forever. It wasn't a feeling of being free or anything. I just didn't want to go back. I wanted to float somewhere in between.

I got up on time this morning, boarded the train, changed to the subway, and worked like an aggressive career woman in one of the biggest corporations around. At night I transformed into a prostitute sought out by men. Suddenly I remembered the argument I had had earlier with Arai and stopped short. I'm a company employee day and night. Or is it that I'm a prostitute night and day? Which is it? Which one is me?

It's my pleasure to be your displeasure.

It's a curse to see all that might happen but never know what will.

What can fingerprints mean when they're not necessarily yours?

Just as the airplane graveyard was Heaven disguised as Hell, harvest camp is Hell masquerading Heaven.

I have no idea,' he tells her, and there is such a spark in his eye when he says it, she can tell having no idea is exactly the way he wants it.

Today he failed to change the world. As for tomorrow, who can tell?

We are, however, creatures of containment. We want all things in life packed into boxes that we can label. But just because we have the ability to label it, doesn't mean we really know what's in the box. It's kind of religion. It gives us comfort to believe we have defined something that is, by its very nature, indefinable. As to whether or not we've gotten it right, well, it's all a matter of faith.

No one knows wether you're a monster or a hero. Is there a third choice?

But just because we have the ability to label it, doesn't mean we really know what's in the box.

everything can—and will—change in an instant. People, truths, whole realities. The trick is deciding if a certain change is good, or bad, or some other thing we don't yet have words for.

It was easier to deal with Tennyson when he was fighting me; but having him on my side was frightening, because now I didn't know who the enemy was.

I suppose even a simple slogan can be twisted into whatever shape we want, like a balloon animal—we can even make it loop back around on itself, becoming a noose. In the end, the measure of who we are can be seen in the shapes of our balloon animals.

In a perfect world everything would be either black or white, right or wrong, and everyone would know the difference. But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is.

Noncommittal is rampant among the committed.

Maybe that had been his plan all along, or maybe not. But one thing's for certain- now that I had said it, it was his plan.

In a perfect world, everything would either be black or white, right or wrong and everyone would know the difference. But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is.

Why do they need you on Molokai? I'm not at liberty to say. 'Not at liberty to say.' They should put that on your grave. 'Here lies Roberta Griswold. Whether or not she rests in peace, we're not at liberty to say.

Forse siamo come una moneta in bilico

Eres una persona horrible. Eres una persona maravillosa. -Bueno, ¿cuál de las dos? -¿Por qué no entiendes que la respuesta es ambas?

In a perfect world everything would be either black or white, right or wrong, and everyone would know the difference. But it isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is.