Quotes About Unpredictable

It was like looking at the ocean: some days, you could tell what mood it was in. Most days, though, it was unreadable, mysterious.

Ptolemaic gods are awful ,' I said. 'They're unpredictable, temperamental, dangerous, insecure -' 'Like a normal god, then,' Meg said. 'I hate you,' I said. 'I thought you loved me.' 'I'm multitasking.

War is an unpredictable beast. Once unleashed, it runs like a rabid dog, ravening friend or foe alike. It can drag on for years, a slow attrition of nerve and fortitude, or be over in one brilliant flash, an extravagant conflagration of flame and blood and waste.

The muse is a fickle bitch. Woke me at five. You're

It was a sudden reminder that life was unpredictable.

She shrugged. 'Russians are so unpredictable.

Un bebé era como una revolución, pensó Grigori: era posible iniciarla, pero no controlar qué derrotero tomaba. La

Elizabeth had always been capricious. The blue sky of her approval could turn in an instant to lowering black clouds—and back again.

God's word is unpredictable in its power... The Church has to accept this unruly freedom of the word, which accomplishes what it wills in ways that surpass our calculations and ways of thinking.

Tennis is like a wonderful, longstanding relationship with a husband. Golf is a tempestuous, lousy lover; it's totally unpredicatable, a constant surprise.

Well then, once in my days I'll be a madcap.

But my favorite selfie was when a monkey threw poo at Fred.

London is completely unpredictable when it comes to weather. You'll start a scene, and it's a beautiful morning. You get there at 6 in the morning, set up, you start the scene, start shooting. Three hours later, it is pitch black and rainy.

For a moment, nothing. John was about to supply the "it's not working" when, with a wet, tearing KERRRAAAAACTCH sound, Molly exploded like a meat piñata at a birthday party for very strong, invisible children.

Anyhow, Molly died, in the way that all really good things die, fast and brutal and for no apparent reason.

At least I'm not afraid, and no one will ever call me boring.

She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.

The affections are like lightning; You cannot tell where they will strike till they have fallen

Emotions change like the wind, and you can't stop them. No one can. They keep moving; that's why they're called emotions and not e-standingstills.

You could beat an orphan to death with a dead nun and not deserve what will happen to you if Mr. Burke catches us. I don't want to overhype him, but the man is mentally unhinged!

There is no qualitative or quantitative measurement for pain. It is simply there--sharp or dull, shooting or stabbing, bearable or excruciating, local or general, it is unexplained, uninvited, unavoidable. It takes command. It is all-encompassing, implacable, exigent.

It is merely this world that is chaotic, bringing changes to us all that nobody could have anticipated.

Later in life, when Alma was a woman of science, she would better understand how the introduction of any new element into a controlled environment will alter that environment in manifold and unpredictable ways, but as a child, all she sensed was a hostile invasion and a premonition of doom. Alma did not embrace her interloper with a warm heart. Then again, why should she have? Who among us has ever warmheartedly embraced an interloper?

Truly nothing is to be expected except for the unexpected.