Quotes About Ambiguity

El francés no sabe bien qué quiere, lo único que sabe a la perfección es que no quiere lo que tiene. Y para decirlo no sabe sino cantar canciones.

I believe that when too many people gather together, lured by a promise and immediately demanding something, there is never any knowing who among them speaks. I recalled

Palladism. Then I came to Paris. Maybe they wanted to

It is not intuitive why all this is intuitive.

Ya te he dicho que el límite entre el veneno y la medicina es bastante tenue, los griegos usaban la misma palabra, pharmacon, para referirse a los dos.

What is frequently appreciated in many so-called symbols is exactly their vagueness, their openness, their fruitful ineffectiveness to express a 'final' meaning, so that with symbols and by symbols one indicates what is always beyond one's reach.

I won, but I might also have lost. The others believed me wise because I won, but they didn't know the many instances in which I have been foolish because I lost, and they didn't know that a few seconds before winning I wasn't sure I wouldn't lose.

You could never be sure how much of it was acting, for he was sly as the devil, and not above using his arts on those he loved.

If I could, I would begin this book by telling you what Life is. But unfortunately I do not know what Life is. The only consolation I can find is in the fact that nobody else knows either.

Without always knowing what we were doing we were constantly adjusting to the arbitrariness by which we were surrounded.

If only this mist would clear, it would be a lovely day, she said faintly. And if only the clouds would thicken up it would be a miserable day, Mr. Allen contributed from behind the paper. It is what it is.

The four cardinal points are three: South and North.

Before him he saw two roads, both equally straight; but he did see two; and that terrified him--he who had never in his life known anything but one straight line. And, bitter anguish, these two roads were contradictory.

His whole life was now summed up in two words: absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog.

Qué había esta vez en la mirada de la joven? Marius no hubiera podido decirlo. No había nada y lo había todo. Fue un relámpago extraño. [...] Es una especie de ternura indecisa que se revela al azar y que espera. Es una trampa que la inocencia arma sin saberlo, donde atrapa a dos corazones sin quererlo.

I see a dark light.

Flat ubi vult

It is a terrible thing to interrogate the shadow. Who knows what its reply will be?

But no sword is simple. Every blade has two edges; he who wounds with one wounds himself with the other.

Who knows how easily ambition disguises itself under the name of a calling, possibly in good faith and deceiving itself, in sanctimonious confusion?

Todos los actos humanos tienen dos caras!

Maybe that was how it would be

on a cough, but of course there was

Her mother lived in a world of black and white, and Eva knew that neither of those colors existed, not really; it was all a spectrum of gray.