Quotes About Ambiguity

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean

What do I know of life? what of myself? I know not even my own work past or present

Sometimes I feel like I have walked into the middle of a movie. It is a strange movie with no plot and no beginning. The movie is in black and white, and grainy. Sometimes the camera moves in so close that you can't tell what is going on and you just listen to the sounds and guess.

Sometimes I feel like I have walked into the middle of a movie. It is a strange movie with no plot and no beginning. The movie is in black and white, and grainy.

i had no idea what i wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out.

Be open to mystery. Not everything needs sharp lines.

focused, yet he dazzled and baffled colleagues by suddenly changing his mind when he realized he needed to think different.

somewhat like the ancient Greek "liar's paradox," in which the truth of the statement "This statement is false" cannot be determined. (If the statement is true, then it's also false, and vice versa.) By coming up with statements

I preferred that my bad dreams be vague.

They lived in a blurry world, those two, where clear, consistent intentions weren't required.

For language is by no means a perfect vehicle of meanings. Words, like currency, are turned over and over again, to evoke one set of images to-day, another to-morrow. There is no certainty whatever that the same word will call out exactly the same idea in the reader's mind as it did in the reporter's.

That which is neither ill nor well. That which belongs not to Heaven nor to hell, A wreath of the mist, a bubble of the stream, 'Twixt a waking thought and a sleeping dream; A form that men spy With the half-shut eye. In the beams of the setting sun, am I.

There are no good futures. There's nothing to head towards but more garish, unsustainable carnival acts.

The near future? The future of anything is like some massive weather system on the horizon, pushing out thunderheads all over the place, and it's impossible to predict where the lightning will strike. And in 2011 it's worse than ever.

The language that reveals also obscures.

This habit of using words which have no definite meaning is very convenient to writers, but very much the reverse for readers. [What is Darwinism (New York, 1874), p. 21]

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 one thing we can all be sure about in politics is you are as well to expect the unexpected.

The worst part of it is you don't know if he's barking at an owl, the moon or a burglar!" "That's one of the drawbacks of a limited vocabulary!

All the evolution we know of proceeds from the vague to the definite.

If I had learned anything after years in the business, it was how little I could ever know about what the market would do tomorrow.

The stone is a mirror which works poorly. Nothing in it but dimness. Your dimness or its dimness, who's to say? In the hush your heart sounds like a black cricket.

Poetry: three mismatched shoes at the entrance of a dark alley.

I am not trying to seduce you. "I know that. But please, Mrs. Robinson. This is difficult for me." "Why is it," she said "Because I am confused about things. I can't tell what I'm imagining. I can't tell what's real. I can't --" "Would you like me to seduce you?" "What?" "Is that what you're trying to tell me?