Quotes About Uncertainty

I'm playing with fire, with something I don't understand.

Our life is one, big proverbial coin toss.

You can't tell me? You disappear one day without any kind of warning, without any kind of note...you leave the gang and me and just competely vanish and nobody know where to find you, not even your uncle...and now you appear again and now you can't tell me where you were?" He was working himself into one of his Extremely Excited States, Jez realised.

At the last moment she thought, I'm not ready. But she already knew the answer to that. Nobody was ever ready.

?sviçre da?lar?ndakine benzeyen o mavi sisi an?ms?yor ve biliyorum. Bu sis, çocuklu?un bitmek üzere oldu?u o kayg?s?z dönemde her ?eyin üstünü kaplar ve o çok büyük, mutlu, ne?eli dairenin içinden gittikçe daralan bir yol ç?kar, ???kl? ve güzel görünse de bu dar yola girmek hem keyifli, hem de müthi? bir ?eydir.

How little he knew about the rules of this world which he had crashed against so casually, like a moth bumping against a light!

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our perplexity when alone.

Whatever is certain in death is slightly alleviated by what is not so infallible; the time when it shall happen is undefined, but it is more or less connected with the infinite, and what we call eternity.

The fear of old age disturbs us, yet we are not certain of becoming old.

Hope and fear are inseparable. There is no hope without fear, nor any fear without hope.

Hope and fear are inseparable.

Though most of the friendships of the world ill deserve the name of friendships; yet a man may make use of them on occasion, as of a traffic whose returns are uncertain, and in which 'tis usual to be cheated.

There is no human being on earth who is capable of declaring who he is, with certainty. No one knows what he has come to this world to do, to what his acts, feelings, ideas correspond, or what his real name is, his imperishable Name in the registry of Light.

the history of ethics and aesthetics,—all these and many other matters remain obscure.

I know in an existential sense that life can change on a dime ... something has instantly and inexorably changed in American life.

Telling a story is like sowing a seed—you always hope to see it become a beautiful tree, with firm roots and branches that soar up in the sky. But it is a peculiar sowing, for you will never know whether your seed sprouts or dies. Later

If I don't know I don't know I think I know If I don't know I know I think I don't know

We must remember that we are living in an age in which the ground is shifting and the foundations are shaking. I cannot answer for other times and places. Perhaps it has always been so. We know it is true today.

The human mind has to ask "Who, what, whence, whither, why am I?" And it is very doubtful if the human mind can answer any of these questions.

As long as you're alive, there's always a chance things will get better." "Or worse," said Liraz. "Yes," he conceded. "Usually worse." Hazael cut in. "My sister, Sunshine, and my brother, Light. You two should rally the ranks. You'll have us killing ourselves by morning.

There is the past, and there is the future. The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other. We live poised on that second as it's hurtling forward—toward what?

How could you tell if your instincts were just hope in disguise, and if your hope was really desperation parading as possibility?

Are you saying you don't love me?" Hazael asked Liraz. "Because I love you. I think." He paused in contemplation. "Oh. No. Never mind. That's fear.

Was there another life she was meant to be living? At times she felt a keen certainty that there was ? a phantom life, taunting her from just out of reach. A sense would come over her while she was drawing or walking, and once while she was dancing slow and close with Kaz, that she was supposed to be doing something else with her hands, with her legs, with her body. Something else. Something else. Something else.