Quotes About Uncertainty

Only people of a certain disposition are frightened of being alone for the rest of their lives at twenty-six; we were of that disposition

New forms of inadequacy I could live without, seeing as I didn't know what to do with the ones I was already aware of.

Ada sesuatu yang salah dengan hal ini, tapi ia tidak tahu apakah itu. Yang ia mengerti hanyalah tidak semua orang berpikir demikian. Mereka berpikir satu hal, dan melakukan hal lain.

The ancient covenant is in pieces; man knows at last that he is alone in the universe's unfeeling immensity, out of which he emerged only by chance. His destiny is nowhere spelled out, nor is his duty. The kingdom above or the darkness below: it is for him to choose.

this chapter is different from the other chapters in this book, in that not only does science not (yet) know the answer, but at present we can barely conceive of how that answer might look in terms of the known laws of physics or biology or information.

No one but her uncle knew that under Fursey's tutelage she could make her letters or that she understood Latin if it was spoken slowly—and even he seemed content to let her learn privately. Until she knew how these newcomers thought and what they wanted, she would keep it that way, keep her dice rattling in her cup. It was foolish to throw before all bets were on the table.

I know there is a moral to this story, but I don't know what it is.

I know sometimes things are hard with Mum. She misses Dad, I said, which was like pointing out that a sky-scraper is tall. Uncle Julian nodded.

I considered my options. Either I could run away and never go back to school again, maybe even leave the country as a stowaway on a ship bound for Australia. Or I could risk everything and confess to her. The answer was obvious: I was going to Australia. I opened my mouth to say goodbye forever. And yet. What I said was: I want to know if you'll marry me.

The more I've learned in my life, the more acutely I've felt my hunger and blindness, and at the same time the closer I've felt to the end of hunger, the end of blindness. At times I've felt myself to be clinging onto the rim—of what I can hardly say without the risk of sounding ridiculous—only to slip and find myself deeper in the hole than ever. And there, in the dark, I find again in myself a form of praise for all that continues to crush my certainty.

I always feel a little pang of hurt that first day when darkness falls without warning. It's the slight, sickening feeling of being reminded of the reckless authority of time, of losing your bearings in a world whose dimensions you thought you'd learned to live with.

And it has always been the opinion and judgment of wise men that nothing can be so uncertain or unstable as fame or power not founded on its own strength.

bir çiçekle bahar gelmez ve bir günlük mutluluk da mutlu bir yaÅŸam? garanti etmez

I don't know what Americans are afraid of. Everybody keeps running around saying things like, well we want to be safe. From what? The craziest thing in the world is us.

The dying could be easy…it was the living that I didn't know if I could do…

Life is full of so many false starts and abrupt finishes and unexpected detours. Just when you think you have it all figured out, something new comes along and rips the rug out from under you.

Man hurries, God does not. That is why man's works are uncertain and maimed, while God's are flawless and sure. My eyes welling with tears, I vowed never to transgress this eternal law again. Like a tree I would be blasted by wind, struck by sun and rain, and would wait with confidence; the long-desired hour of flowering and fruit would come.

Cine oare a creat acest labirint al nesigurantei, acest templu al trufiei, acest ulcior cu pacate, acest ogor semanat cu mii de viclesuguri, aceasta poarta a iadului, acest cos plin pana la refuz de siretlicuri, aceasta otrava care aduce cu mierea: femeia?

Nu È™tiam, trebuie s? recunosc. ?tiam bine doar ce s-ar pr?buÈ™i; habar n-aveam însp de ce se va în?lÈ›a pe ruine.

I ask and ask again, beating on chaos: "Who plants us on this earth without asking our permission? Who uproots us from this earth without asking our permission?

I didn't know. I was fully aware of what would be destroyed. I did not know what would be built out of the ruins. No one can know that with any degree of certainty, I thought. The world is tangible, solid, we live in it and are struggling with it every moment it exist. The world of the future is not yet born

Quizás algún día volvamos a vernos. —No lo creo. Se abrazaron.

The main funders—primarily China, Japan, oil producers—might decide to shift their funds elsewhere for higher profits. But there are few signs of such developments, and they are not too likely. The funders have a considerable stake in sustaining the US economy for their own exports. There is no way to make confident predictions, but it seems clear that the entire world is in a tenuous situation, to say the least.

Death doesn't really feel eventual or inevitable. It still feels... avoidable somehow. But it's not. We know in one part of our brains that we are all going to die, but on some level we don't quite believe it.