Quotes About Uncertainty

There are no shadows in the dark.

None of us wants trouble, but I fear these are troubled times,

Can our morrows be foretold?" he repeated slowly. "Mayhaps. There are certain spells in the old books … but Your Grace might ask instead, 'Should our morrows be foretold?

Are you?" she asked mildly. "It's said that you have uncles, brothers, a sister." "My brothers are long dead, and my sister … well, they say Asha's favorite gown is a chainmail hauberk that hangs down past her knees, with boiled leather smallclothes

The world grows a little darker everyday.

Mantende sempre os vossos inimigos confusos. Se nunca estiverem seguros de quem sois ou do que quereis, não podem saber o que é provável fazerdes em seguida. Por vezes a melhor maneira de os confundir é fazer coisas que não têm nenhum fito, ou até que parecem jogar contra vós.

Another day done"—he would sigh—"and who knows what the morrow will bring us, eh, Dunk?

Prophecy is like a half-trained mule," he complained to Jorah Mormont. "It looks as though it might be useful, but the moment you trust in it, it kicks you in the head.

But how much can human beings know each other? Aren't all of them cut off, really? Each alone in a big, dark, empty universe? We only trick ourselves when we think that someone else is there. In the end, in the cold lonely end, it's only us, by ourselves, in the blackness. Are you there, Robb? How do I know? Will you die with me, Robb? Will we be together then? Are we together now?......... It's not enough anymore. I'm scared. Suddenly I'm scared.

should start back," Gared urged as the woods began to grow dark around them. "The wildlings are dead." "Do the dead frighten

He won't hurt me. This is not the day I die." The male walked toward them, unafraid, and reached out for his muzzle, a touch as light as a summer breeze. Yet at the brush of those fingers the wood dissolved and the very ground turned to smoke beneath his feet and swirled away laughing, and then he was spinning and falling, falling, falling

The gods make japes of all our hopes and plans.

It's not a career for anyone who needs or values security. It's a career for gamblers. Every time you write a book you roll the dice again.

Prepare for the unknown by studying how others in the past have coped with the unforeseeable and the unpredictable.

Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.

Fuck concepts. Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.

Humans are frail in our eyes today, and we secretly wonder whether those with poise and stiff upper lips are merely ticking time bombs. The freak-out allows us to feel we're not alone in our inner panic.

She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness.

We have in fact only two certainties in this world - that we are not everything and that we will die.

Indeed, the direction of the future is only there in order to elude us.

Hope is a risk that must be run.

It is one of the most mysterious penalties of men that they should be forced to confide the most precious of their possessions to things so unstable and ever changing, alas, as words .

Void fascinates those who daren't look into it. They throw themselves in, for fear of falling.

There remains the unforseen. And the unforseen is never negligible.