Quotes About Uncertainty

Her look, passing through all that time and that emotion, reached him doubtfully; settled on him tearfully; and rose and fluttered away, as a bird touches a branch and rises and flutters away.

the men are undone by the need to master, and the women by the power of self-doubt.

We don't know how long you have, but the longer you're in the game, the more you risk fatal overload.

Life is a great surprise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.

You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own.

Any future is unknown – but sometimes it acquires a particular fogginess, as if some other force had come to the aid of destiny's natural reticence and distributed this resilient fog, from which thought rebounds.

One last word are you quite quite ure that - well not tomorrow of course and not after tomorrow but - well - some day any day you will not come to live with me I will create a brand new God and thank him with piercing cries if you give me that microscopic hope.

Being a murderer with a sensational but incomplete and unorthodox memory, I cannot tell you, ladies and gentlemen, the exact day which I first knew with certainty that the red convertible was following us.

We live in a stocking which is in the process of being turned inside out, without our ever knowing for sure to what phase of the process our moment of consciousness corresponds.

Az életnek, a szerelemnek, a könyvtáraknak nincs jövÅ'jük.

It isn't possible. I cannot imagine it. Come on over here, you foolish little doe, and tell me on what day I shall die.

Amikor korábbi önmagunkra emlékezünk, mindig ott van az a hosszú árnyékot vetÅ' kis figura, amely mint egy bizonytalan, megkésett vendég áll meg a megvilágított küszöbön egy kifogástalanul sz?külÅ' folyosó túlsó végén.

Life, love, libraries, have no future.

I see again my schoolroom in Vyra, the blue roses of the wallpaper, the open window. Its reflection fills the oval mirror above the leathern couch where my uncle sits, gloating over a tattered book. A sense of security, of well-being, of summer warmth pervades my memory. That robust reality makes a ghost of the present. The mirror brims with brightness; a bumblebee has entered the room and bumps against the ceiling. Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die.

You are sure you are not coming with me? Is there no hope of your coming? Tell me only this

what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own";

But I want to make sure of our whereabouts and whenabouts,' said Van. 'It is a philosophical need.

Actually the question of mortal precedence has now hardly any importance. I mean, the hero and heroine should get so close to each other by the time the horror begins, so organically close, that they overlap, intergrade, interache, and even if Vaniada's end is described in the epilogue we, writers and readers, should be unable to make out (myopic, myopic) who exactly survives, Dava or Vada, Anda or Vanda.

You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own

Something was destroyed forever [...], everything would henceforward be tainted with a poisonous flavour of doubt

And what I say is not it, not quite it, and I am getting mixed up, getting nowhere, talking nonsense, and the more I move about and search in the water where I grope on the sandy bottom for a glimmer I have glimpsed, the muddier the water grows, and the less likely it becomes that I shall grasp it.

That Voice in the Mist rang out in the dimmest passage of my mind. It was but the echo of some possible truth, a timely reminder: don't be too certain of learning the past from the lips of the present. Beware of the most honest broker. Remember that what you are told is really threefold: shaped by the teller, reshaped by the listener, concealed from both by the dead man of the tale.

there is no such thing as a riskless strategy Strategy will always involve both opportunity and risk

nos aferramos a lo que conocemos, incluso a sabiendas de que no deberíamos