Quotes About Ambiguity

an edgy eagerness to please that his irony couldn't conceal.

Your throat tightens up and your eyes get wet as you watch their faces go from stony to sad, and it's all kind of moving and sweet except that you're not completely there—a part of you is a few feet away, or above, thinking, Good, they'll forgive you, they won't desert you, and the question is, which one is really "you," the one saying and doing whatever it is, or the one watching?

There are so many ways to go wrong. All we've got are metaphors, and they're never exactly right. You can never just Say. The. Thing.

That was the last time I saw Carol. I didn't want to be told I had to be a woman. What I wanted from her was the mystery to a solution.

As psychoanalysis has made so clear, human beings move through life dictated to by a mess of conscious and unconscious memories, acts and feelings. The language of art is a reflection of this: it's one of slippages, ambiguities and contradictions that are communicated via images, which are, by their very nature, indeterminate.

I was the glass ballerina or the knife.

Two," I said now, just as I had then, but this time I couldn't help wondering if Jameson was talking about a different kind of triangle—about him and Grayson and me.

if yes is no, and once is never then how many sides does a triangle have?

Our minds have a way of tricking us into thinking we have two options when there are really seven.

Evie." Grayson gave her a look, the kind of Grayson Hawthorne look that burned itself into your memory because it said everything he wouldn't. "It's not him.

The future is uncertain, but that can be a good thing.

Just be careful" implies that there's an end to it all, maybe in an hour, maybe in three years, but an end just the same.

The future is uncertain, but that can be a good thing" -Finch

No matter which way we go, it is no better than any other. It is all the same whether you achieve something or not, have faith or not, just as it is all the same whether you cry or remain silent.

I don't differentiate between optimism and pessimism and am at quite a loss as to which of the two characterises me. When I awake each morning I thank the lord he did not take my soul during the night. If harm befalls me during the night, I thank him that it was no worse. So which am I, a pessimist or an optimist?

Yes, ever since that time I began looking upward and awaiting their arrival. Either they will transform my monotonous and boring life completely, or they can take me away with them. Is there an alternative?

Art is a house that tries to be haunted.

It is too difficult a Grace- To justify the Dream-

Life's not black-and-white. Sometimes the ends justifies the means.

The worst thing about this particular end (of my youth) and the beginning (of middle age) is that for the first time in my life, I realize I don't know where I'm going. My wants are simple: a job that I like and a guy whom I love. And on the eve of my thirteth, I must face that I am 0 for 2.

The world is not that black and white, Rachel. There are no moral absolutes. It is complex.

I'm going to keep seeing him as much as I can. We'll see what happens, I say, realizing that just seeing what happens is my version of going for it.

Don't go giving this encounter any crazy meaning like you did with him the first time around. It doesn't mean a thing. Not a thing. Sometimes, in life, there is no meaning at all.

But it's not that simple or clear-cut—and I wonder if it ever is when it comes to matters of the heart.