Quotes About Uncertainty

Simon," she said. "It's a perfectly fine plan." "The plan where you follow Jace and Sebastion off to some unknown dimensional pocket and we use these rings to communicate so those of us over here in the regular dimension of Earth can track you down? That plan?" "Yes." "No," he said. "No, it isn't.

I'm not so sure about this wind and howling darkness business," Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island?

Your angel cannot protect you against that which neither god nor the devil had made

one could not be truly lost if one knew one's own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.

I do not mean to seem indelicate or ungrateful," said Linette Owens, "but are you a dangerous lunatic?

Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside. She is gone, and they cannot track her, and I have no idea where to go or what to do next, and the only person I can imagine speaking my agony to is the one person who cannot know.

Maybe this time was different—maybe this love was different. It felt so different; surely that had to mean something. Maybe the year to come would be a good year for both of them. Maybe this time things would work out the way Magnus wanted them to. Maybe Alexander Lightwood would not break his heart.

It's already bad. I'm honestly not sure how much worse it's going to get. Notice that I didn't say couldn't get worse. It can always get worse. I know this. And thus I refuse to tempt fate. Superstitious -- probably. But magic exists. So does karma, and karma can be a bitch.

I'm in an on-off relationship at the moment.

She was falling for him again. Head over heels. That was probably the worst thing that could happen. What she didn't know was what the hell she was going to do about it.

You will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul Where I end up, well, I think only God really knows

I'm here by choice, I reminded myself. I'm here because I can't bear to be not- here anymore. I'm here because I can't tell right from wrong, light from dark. I'm here because I can't stand being me. I'm here because I don't want anyone to know where I am.

Okay, welcome to Creepy Territory. Here's your map.

the disturbing possibility that the Spanish Lady might stage a return visit,

Bad things happen, Mathew. We can't see them coming, and there's often nothing we can do to prevent them. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't all live life to its fullest.

Loretta Jane, I got me this deep-down feelin' that we've bit off a hunk too big to chew." "We're fine. Trust me. I rode to Hunter's village, didn't I?" "With directions from Hunter!

Where are we going?" she asked. "You will see." She cast an uneasy glance at the knife on his belt. Then her eyes trailed up his muscular torso to his face. The breeze caught his hair, pulling it back so she had an unimpeded view of his features. She had grown so accustomed to the slash on his cheek, she scarcely noticed it now. Instead she saw the proud lift of his squared chin, the high line of his cheekbones, the chiseled profile of his nose and forehead.

Don't even think it, Loretta Jane." "That's Hunter out there, Uncle Henry." "You don't know that. You wanna part with you hair, girl?

Don't even think it, Loretta Jane." "That's Hunter out there, Uncle Henry." "You don't know that. You wanna part with you hair, girl?" He seized her arm. "Not only that, but you gotta think about us and how it looks." Several other men gathered around. Loretta glanced at their taut faces, feeling trapped. She heard the coyote again. Hunter. "I'm going. He's out there calling me, and I'm going.

Which was it? Which will it be? Solitude, misery, love?

Life is so fragile. You're here, then you're not, and it's final, no going back, no changing anything at all.

And what would they be scared of? There's nothing to fear in a perfect world, is there?

None of us know who we are any more.