Quotes About Uncertainty

every flash of moonlight off a leaf looked like bared white teeth, the tree over the car looked dense with shadow-things hanging ready to drop. Every sound had me leaping around, but there was never anything to see.

If you don't have your code, you got nothing to hold you down. You just drift, any way things blow you.

Like I told Richie, cause and effect isn't a luxury. Take it away and we're left paralyzed, clinging to some tiny raft lurching wild and random on endless black sea. If my mother could go into the water just because, then so could theirs, any night, any minute; so could they. When we can't see a pattern, we fit pieces together until one takes shape, because we have to.

They're unsettled and they're frightened, and what they want from me isn't the lovely presents, any more; it goes much deeper. They're afraid that they're not who they always thought they were, and they want me to find them reassurance

The tricky shiver in the air was a reminder: everything you believe is up for grabs, every ground rule can change on a moment's whim, and the dealer always, always wins.

Have a good laugh at this, ... Deep down, I never for a second never thought they would find anything.

Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence," he told me reproachfully.

Often the discrepancy works for us: people don't know who to worry about, the little girl with the gun or the big guy apparently without, and the distraction of deciding keeps them off balance.

Sooner or later, we all end up getting a good kick in the certainties. That's what life is. The trick is to turn that kick into a stepping-stone towards the next level of certainty.

Every sunny familiar spot in our shared landscape had become a dark minefield, fraught with treacherous nuances and implications.

Danielle wasn't sure if she was patient and wise, or if she was a tragedy unfolding slowly, one hot summer day at a time.

You see? That's the point. It's all a big guess. They hope, they pray, they cook and garden and get a better job to pay the mortgage and read dirty books to keep bedtime interesting, but they don't know. There are no guarantees. Sometimes you just stop loving someone. You just stop.

The cool thing about working and meeting a lot of people through your acting is that you never know who you might work with, in the future.

She had been hedging her bets now for years, making no decision at all rather than make a bad one. But that, in itself, was a decision, she realized, and this was where it was headed all along. Directly above

For Zoe Rutherford the answer was: everything. She had been hedging her bets now for years, making no decision at all rather than make a bad one. But that, in itself, was a decision, she realized, and this was where it was headed all along. Directly above her head, blood peppered the ceiling, a "castoff" spray that permeated the pimply white paint. It looked a little as though

She had been hedging her bets now for years, making no decision at all rather than make a bad one. But that, in itself, was a decision, she realized, and this was where it was headed all along.

Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past, stop planning the future, stop figuring out exactly how we feel, stop deciding what we want and just see what happens.

She had been hedging her bets now for years, making no decision at all rather than make a bad one. But that, in itself, was a decision, she realized, and this was where it was headed all along. Directly above her head, blood peppered

I'm sorry." About what?" He shrugged, made uncomfortable by the question."I'm not sure. It's a Canadian thing.

What are you on, Samuel?" This was easier, he glanced down. "Laminate.

Do you sometimes look up from the computer and look around the room and know you are alone, I mean really know it, then feel scared ?

We have been sitting here all night bullshitting and we still don't know what to do.

It was a face that said, "Fuck the world," but said it reluctantly, and tonelessly, and then apologized, said "Sorry," but said all of this so shyly that no one heard, anyway, except for himself. A year ago, Uncle Larry went to the hospital with the flu, somehow fell into a coma, and, a few days later, died.

Paul thought of how they'd kept delaying buying plane tickets to visit his parents in Taiwan - in December, which was next month, he knew - as if in tacit understanding that their relationship wouldn't last that long. Paul felt himself trying to interpret the situation, as if there was a problem to be solved, but there didn't seem to be anything, or maybe there was, but he was three or four skill sets away from comprehension, like an amoeba trying to create a personal webpage using CSS.