Quotes About Ambiguity

In the midst of such uncertainty, I cling not to what I know, but what I feel.

Soon. Soon. Soon. Soon. When is Soon? What a terrible word: Soon. Soon can mean in one second, Soon can mean in one year. Soon is a terrible word. This Soon compresses the future, shrinks it, offers no certainty, no certainty whatever, it stands for absolute uncertainty. Soon is nothing and Soon is a lot. Soon is everything, Soon is death…

Humor is really one of the hardest things to define, very hard. And it's very ambiguous. You have it or you don't. You can't attain it. There are terrible forms of professional humor, the humorists' humor. That can be awful. It depresses me because it is artificial. You can't always be humorous, but a professional humorist must. That is a sad phenomenon.

It was difficult to understand him. On the one hand he pandered even to the most unimportant things while on the other he was excessive and unfeeling. He might show the most fatherly concern for a female secretary who had stabbed her toe but be utterly ice-cold when issuing orders which set thousands to their deaths.

I don't know which is right!

As always, the soucouyant seemed more lonely than bad. Maybe that was her trick, her ability to make it so you couldn't decide if she was a monster.

We both know nothing's all right, but when I tell you it will be, you take it. If you don't, it's because you're holding out for another outcome altogether.

Where do you see yourself in ten years' time?" she asked. My answer: "Not sure, but maybe on a beach reading a really good mystery. Not a murder mystery, but the kind where the narrator has to find out what year it is and why he was even born .

One or the other of us said 'I can't,' and if it was me I don't know why because I wanted to. Maybe I'm just remembering it wrongly to help me get over the rejection.

After all, in this life we do not know what lies before us.

the nice bits of them can never make up for the offensively crappy parts. I

One is never sure, watching two cats washing each other, whether it's affection, the taste, or a trial run for the jugular.

We live in an age when the mice are hunting the cats...nobody knows who are the mice and who the cats.

You can no more look destiny in the face than you can look at the sun, and yet destiny is grey

Et mi-rêvant, je ne sais guère Si c'est moi qui t'écris, ou toi…

La primera mirada es tan imposible de conocer como la última.

Uncertainty is the refuge of hope.

From earliest childhood the boy was accustomed to feel that, for him, life was double. Winter and summer, town and country, law and liberty, were hostile, and the man who pretended they were not, was in his eyes a schoolmaster -- that is, a man employed to tell lies to little boys.

I know not if the dark or bright Shall be by lot, If that wherein my hopes delight, be best or not

Business will get better, but we won't know when it does

If the major powers come to practice foreign policies of manipulating a multiplicity of subsovereign units observing ambiguous and often violent rules of conduct, many based on extreme articulations of divergent cultural experiences, anarchy is certain.

con sus convicciones. También cuando las condiciones eran ambiguas, había grandes riesgos y el apoyo público parecía disminuir. Nunca se retractó de su estrategia, al comienzo de su mandato, de reducir la oferta de dinero para frenar la inflación.

The line between confidence and arrogance can be not only thin but also vague.

I couldn't tell if I was being distant to someone, or rude or even hostile. I only know a good night and a bad night. I know that I remember the bad night longer than the good night.