Quotes About Ambiguity

If you don't know where you're going, any road'll take you there

If you don't know where you're going, any road'll take you there

Destiny is always dark.

Hell is full of good meanings and wishings.

Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soulWhen hot for certainties in this our life!

There are no heroes...in life, the monsters win.

Past a certain point, all the dates grow hazy and confused, and the clarity of history becomes the fog of legend.

Between the plan and the fulfillment lies always the hazard: heartbeat flutters, knife flashes, horse stumbles, cancer grows, more subtle foes invade

Most have been forgotten. Most deserve to be forgotten. The heroes will always be remembered. The best. The best and the worst. And a few who were a bit of both.

Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.

Tyrion let the eunuch help him mount. "Lord Varys," he said from the saddle, "sometimes I feel as though you are the best friend I have in King's Landing and sometimes I feel you are my worst enemy." "How odd. I think quite the same of you.

When we speak of the morrow nothing is ever certain.

In real life, the hardest aspect of the battle between good and evil is determining which is which.

You don't just have people who wake up in the morning and say, "What evil things can I do today, because I'm Mr. Evil?" People do things for what they think are justified reasons. Everybody is the hero of their own story, and you have to keep that in mind. If you read a lot of history, as I do, even the worst and most monstrous people thought they were the good guys. We're all very tangled knots.

Sometimes they are heroes. Sometimes they are villains. More often they are something in between, grey characters … and grey has long been my favorite color. It is so much more interesting than black or white.

Things are not always as they seemed, Much that may seem evil can be good.

By the time Jon Snow signed the parchment the Braavosi drew up, both of them were half-drunk and quite unhappy. Jon thought that a good sign.

Black and white and grey, all the shades of truth.

You heard me. Go away. But... where should I go? To hell or home, as you prefer.

Friend or foe, the crows care not.

on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.

A grey man," she said. "Neither white nor black, but partaking of both. Is that what you are, Ser Davos?" "What if I am? It seems to me that most men are grey." "If half of an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. A man is good, or he is evil.

May," said Dany. That was such a slippery word, may. In any language.

the longer he lived ,the more tyrion realized that nothing was simple and little was true.