Quotes About Ambiguity

I just finished a novel, and I'm back kind of noodling on the screenplays. Screenplays are tough. I am making music, I'm just not sure what kind of music it is or where it's going.

But maybe music was not intended to satisfy the curious definiteness of man. Maybe it is better to hope that music may always be transcendental language in the most extravagant sense.

The blues is an art of ambiguity, an assertion of the irrepressibly human over all circumstances, whether created by others or by one's own human failing.

My drawings inspire, and are not to be defined. They place us, as does music, in the ambiguous realm of the undetermined.

There's a certain line between jokes and music and poetry that's a bit blurred in my mind.

Anyone who understands Jazz knows that you can't understand it. It's too complicated. That's what's so simple about it.

Some people say we're (Coldplay) talented and some say we're the worst thing ever to happen to music, and it's a bit confusing being in the middle of that.

I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.

I don't remember explaining that I was making electronic music to anyone, but I don't remember anyone being curious about it, either.

What excites me is doing shows now. I don't really get excitement from doing music because you never know what your music is going to bring. It seems like now it's all for nothing.

I conclude that there is as much sense in nonsense as there is nonsense in sense.

The extreme nature of dominant-end views is often concealed by the vagueness and ambiguity of the end proposed.

It is the nature of all greatness not to be exact.

Something is going on everywhere, most of which no one understands.

My nature is a quagmire of unresolved confessions.

Nature's never quite Sure she hasn't erred In her vague design.

Ambiguity begets participation.

we're all a grab bag of good and eveil, and by and large can't tell which is which

It seemed to us that all people to a greater or lesser degree belong to one of these two types, that almost every one of us resembles either Don Quixote or Hamlet.

Sometimes there is a microcosm and a macrocosm, and if you're dyslexic like me you can't tell the difference.

There's always two sides to the coin if you have the patience to see.

Life is also a mixture of unsolved problems, ambiguous victories and vague defeats-with very few moments of clear peace.

Sometimes peace looks like war, you cannot tell them apart.

That's why I love philosophy: no one wins.