Quotes About Ambiguity

I could sense that there are things, incomprehensible things, which are yoked together and race along side by side like blind horses, not knowing where their course is taking them.

the face before him was like nothing he had ever seen before. It was smooth, with a black strip of cloth tied over its forehead, and yet it was deeply furrowed, like the sea, that can have tall waves but not a wrinkle on the surface. The eyes were like dark chasms and yet they were the eyes of a human being and not empty sockets. The skin was a greenish olive colour and looked as if it were made of bronze...

A la luz del farolillo, cuya dudosa claridad se perdía entre las espesas sombras de

Sometimes when reading Goethe I have a paralyzing suspicion that he is trying to be funny.

Everything is false, everything is possible, everything is doubtful.

What we think we'll do is often not what we end up doing. It isn't always in our own control, our life.

The world didn't allow you clean, clear judgments very often, it seemed to Daiyan. He envied those who thought otherwise, who lived otherwise.

The world could bring you poison in a jewelled cup, or surprising gifts. Sometimes you didn't know which of them it was.

I cannot speak for those who come after, or what the world will be. We are not made that way.

We can never truly know the path we have not walked.

How can we ever presume to know what will come of our choices, our paths, the lives we lead?

He stared at me for a couple of seconds, then picked up his cutlery, hunched over his plate. Outside, behind him, the wind carried the rain, the lamp posts quivered. I found myself thinking of certain people I knew--people not that far away--how surprised they'd be (wouldn't they?) to see me sitting there with that bright, bland expression on my face, trying to fence with this nonsense. Or had I been very naive? Was this what life was like, really, and everyone knew it but me?

Can the future be a white expanse? Can you run in, heart pounding? I find I've never given much thought to the future. Beyond that sense of getting away. Derelictions, you see, left and right. Yet here I am.

Without the Oxford comma, you can give people the wrong idea. Famously, the London Times newspaper once ran a brief description of a television documentary featuring Peter Ustinov, promising: Highlights of his global tour include encounters with Nelson Mandela, an 800-year-old demigod and a dildo collector.

Las potencialidades de México están a la vista. Pero la falta de claridad con que actuamos los mexicanos frente a nuestras potencialidades desespera a propios y extraños.

Let some things remain mysterious.

The public… demands certainties…. But there are no certainties.

If you knew where you were, there was no way of knowing where you were going and conversely, if you knew where you were going, there was no way of knowing where you were....

Information is uncertainty, surprise, difficulty, and entropy:

Those were dreadful words. "Not many minutes" was a common phrase in Yorkshire and could mean anything up to two hours.

There came a time, he realized, when the strangeness of everything made it increasingly difficult to realize the strangeness of anything;

Sometimes, I am my own worst enemy." And sometimes, I am a complicated person with a simple life.

Sometimes I feel like I quit me...

I am very ready for the next chapter in my life, I'm just not sure how to open the book! Especially, since the last book I opened over 40 years ago turned out to be fiction!