Quotes About Ambiguity

Perfect night, wasn't it? It could have been. I smiled up at him. But you were there.

His eyes met mine, and I looked into them and I felt... I don't know what I felt. A strange nameless something I couldn't even identify as a good something or a bad something, could only feel in my gut, jumping and twitching, until I turned away and looked out over the forest

You have no idea, do you?" "No, but that sounded good when they said it on Star Trek.

If asked whether she believed in such things herself, she'd say, "I don't not believe.

Someone yelled something downstairs, and I said, "Come on," suddenly realizing I really didn't want to be found with Rafe in Daniel's bedroom, however innocent the explanation.

Hildy has resigned herself to this, that life is a series of sudden disappearences, leavetakings without the proper good-byes. Someday she too might vanish. Some days she looks forward to learning this trick.

There were two girls in a room. They were reading a book… Look again, and the room is empty. The end of the story will have to wait.

Our eyes are always blind when they view the future.

So tell me about this prison thing. What did you do? Should I be afraid of you?" "Probably not," Will says. "It doesn't do much good to be afraid of things.

Caris said: "One never knows what the future may hold.

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Man is certain of nothing but his ability to fail

There's no doubt in my mind that McMurphy's won, but I'm not sure what.

And the more I think about how nothing can be helped, the faster the fog rolls in.

Now I don't know what I love any more. I don't know where the thing I make-pretend leaves off and the thing that's really there starts up.

and if I don't have her to where she don't know whether to shit or go blind, the bet is yours.

There's long spells — three days, years — when you can't see a thing, know where you are only by the speaker sounding overhead like a bell buoy clanging in the fog. When I can see, the guys are usually moving around as unconcerned as though they didn't notice so much as a mist in the air. I believe the fog affects their memory some way it doesn't affect mine.

This kept happening, off and on. It'd be bright for a little bit, everything shining like chrome, waxy-looking, polished, then go dark as muddy water.

Is it that?" she asked in a soft voice, once more examining her hands, "not being sure of that 'someday'? Or is it not being sure of having that 'somebody'?

They most definitely and strongly believed that it is universally true that there is no universal truth.

I think the power of image is in mystery - I endlessly create mysteries, by way of this dystopian message, to initiate intrigue.

The more elusive and ambiguous a symbol is, the more it gains significance and power.

I would not be able to define my star power as I do not know what that is.

I have a very bad relationship with the future. We don't get on. We just ignore each other.