Quotes About Uncertainty

Neizvesnost je imanje onih koji nemaju nista i velika nada onih koji nisu navikli na dobro u zivotu. Neizvesnost je za razumne i ponosne ljude ono sto je gatara za budale, slabice i sebicnjake: nagovestava dobro i zlo, pogadja retko, ali zato dopusta sve, i najoprecenije, mogucnosti.

Nije život lak, ni slobodan, ni siguran, ali može o njemu da se mašta bogato i pri?a mudro, pronicljivo, šaljivo.

Jag förbannar mig själv, och inte för första gången, för att jag har begett mig ut på en svår färd med en osäker vägvisare vid en opålitlig årstid.

Dead people are infinities of maybes.

She didn't know how seriously to take the fact that he claimed to be in love with her. Love meant different things to different people. It had never been a part of her life. She poured herself a half glass of wine, then merely frown into it. She felt something for him, certainly. Something new, and uncomfortably strong. Still, it was best to let things coast as they were. Decisions made quickly were almost always regretted quickly.

And there was nothing in his life he could remember fearing as much as he feared knocking on the bright blue door of that old stone house.

You're thinking I'm not aware of the worst that could happen. I am, but I just don't believe the worst is going to happen.

I couldn't have. I don't know what happened.' 'Tell me what you do know.

dark and deep in her eyes. He'd opened his mouth without any idea what he would

I need to see you again. Her pulse jumped, as if it had nothing to do with the rest of her. Roarke, what's going on here? Lieutenant. He leaned forward, touched his lips to hers. Indications are we're having a romance. Then he laughed, kissed her again, hard and quick. I believe I could have held a gun to your head and you wouldn't have looked as terrified. Well, you'll have several days to think it through, won't you? She had a feeling several years wouldn't be enough.

I want to give someone a job. Doing what? That's the thing. I don't know. And actually, I want YOU to give someone a job. His eyebrows rose. You want me to give someone a job doing... you don't know what? What's the point of having somebody who employs half the planet anyway if you can't say, 'Give this girl a job'?

That was our first time together. Interesting, an interesting experience, but not earth-shaking. But then, I never expected it to be earth-shaking, not with him. What I was determined to avoid was emotional entanglement. A passing fling was one thing, an affair of the heart quite another. Of myself I was fairly sure. I was not about to lose my heart to a man about whom I knew next to nothing.

So it has come, the day of testing. Without warning, without fanfare, it is here, and he is in the middle of it. In his chest his heart hammers so hard that it too, in its dumb way, must know. How will they stand up to the testing, he and his heart?

Prose, in his experience, calls for many more words than poetry. There is no point in embarking on prose if one lacks confidence that one will be alive the next day to carry on with the task.

as to who among us is a ghost and who not I have nothing to say: it is a question we can only stare at in silence, like a bird before a snake, hoping it will not swallow us.

Like much else nowadays I leave it feeling stupid, like a man who lost his way long ago but presses on along a road that may lead nowhere.

we are on the road from no A to no B in the world...

I have lived through an eventful year, yet understand no more of it than a babe in arms. Of all the people of this town I am the one least fitted to write a memorial. Better the blacksmith with his cries of rage and woe.

El dolor es la verdad, todo lo demás está sujeto a duda.

Das Rechtschreibprogramm kann nicht denken [...]. Wenn Sie es dem Rechtschreibprogramm überlassen, über ihr Leben zu bestimmen, dann könnten Sie auch gleich würfeln.

Do I believe in helping people? he wondered. He might help people, he might not help them, he did not know beforehand, anything was possible. He did not seem to have a belief, or did not seem to have a belief regarding help. Perhaps I am the stony ground, he thought.

You will believe me when I say the life we lead grows less and less distinct from the life we led of Cruso's island. Sometimes I wake up not knowing where I am. The world is full of islands, said Cruso once. His words ring truer every day.

It's that I no longer know where I am. I seem to move around perfectly easily among people, to have perfectly normal relations with them. Is it possible, I ask myself, that all of them are participants in a crime of stupefying proportions? Am I fantasizing it all? I must be mad! Yet every day I see the evidences. The very people I suspect produce the evidence, exhibit it, offer it to me. Corpses. Fragments of corpses that they have bought for money.

Yo soy huérfano de verdad. Las manos no es un orfanato de verdad. –A mí me parece bastante real. ¿Cómo piensas que es un orfanato de verdad? –Todavía no lo sé. Cuando lo vea, lo reconoceré.