Quotes About Uncertainty

Many a choice is made in this way: by pretending it makes itself. And many a fate is decided by those who cannot decide.

maybe she was losing her mind. or maybe… maybe she was finding it.

How often did this happen to people, this not knowing where in the world you were?

Then it was all over. Or maybe it wasn't. The ones who know can't tell us, and the ones who tell us don't know.

Karou had things to do. Sometimes they took a few hours; other times, she was gone for days and returned weary and disheveled, maybe pale, maybe sunburned, or with a limp, or possibly a bite mark, and once with an unshakable fever that had turned out to be malaria.

Do you think it's over now, though? That he's through with me?" "One way you could make sure," said Chiro. She was glib, jesting - surely - but her eyes were bright. "You could die," she said. "Resurrect ugly. He'd leave you alone then.

So while his uncle taunted him, probing for a weak spot-it wasn't enough to kill; he had to torment - Akiva heard what he said, but none of it touched him. It was like threatening darkness at the break of day.

Her ignorance was like standing in pure dark that could be either a closet or a vast, starless night.

There was only one possible answer, as plain as it was disturbing. That she was not, in fact, human.

He pulled free of Ruza and turned to face it, but still he hesitated. "My boy," he heard in his mind - old Master Hyrrokkin's words, kindly meant. "I hardly think he's recruiting librarians, boy." And always, there was Thyon Nero's voice. "Enlighten me, Strange. In what version of the would could you possibly help? What version of the world? The dream version, in which he could do anything, even fly. Even reshape mesarthium. Even hold Sarai in his arms.

It was, and then it wasn't. Karou's stomach roiled as she contemplated the possibility of being so suddenly not.

He understood in that moment that he was smaller than he had ever known, and the realm of the unknowable was bigger.

Is life worth keeping on with, whatever happens?" Was she talking about living broken, living with loss? Did she count his loss a real one, and did she really want to know or was there a barb in this somewhere? Sometimes, Akiva felt like he didn't know his sister at all. "Yes," he said, wary, thinking of the thurible, and Karou. "As long as you're alive, there's always a chance things will get better." "Or worse," said Liraz. "Yes," he conceded. "Usually worse.

The hope at odds with the fear of hoping.

Welcome to purgatory. Care for some soup?

las personas con destino no deberían hacer planes

Karou had certainly learned that "possible" and "impossible" were rough categories at best.

People with destinies shouldn't make plans.

The scenario made her hyperaware of her powerlessness. If, some day, the door didn't open, she would be alone.

The future was blind, but she couldn't feel, truly, that it would be better without her in it.

She looked like a girl who had made her choice. Had she? Everyone thought she had, which almost felt like the same thing. But it wasn't too late.

Sé un zamurai. Porque nunca sabes lo que te vas a encontrar al otro lado del maldito cielo

You can't know. You can't know until you know

There was no way Nova could have known.