Quotes About Uncertainty

I hit this point - I guess you'd say an end of a chapter - where I felt like I kind of did everything. I wasn't interested in music. It was a really strange feeling, and needless to say, it freaked me out a little bit. I really started to go inward and say, 'Hey, what is this about?'

As always, there's a couple of things in the pipeline - but that pipeline is a strange and ambiguous place.

We live in a strange bubble.

Shows are really strange. Sometimes you really don't know what to expect.

It's a strange world, the goalkeeping world.

I'm drawn in some strangely natural way to immersing myself in a milieu whose rules I don't understand, where there are things you can't access simply by being intelligent or doing well in school.

I'm really interested in the collaborative thing. It's what makes it scary because you never know what it's going to end up like. But you hope. You put yourself in the hands of the best people you can find, and you're completely dependent on the kindness of strangers and their commitment. It's like this mutual delusion.

Actors are no strangers to self-doubt, fear, and rejection.

We tend to fantasise about eliminating uncertainty so that the world can be safe… the first thing to note about uncertainty – or insecurity, the uncomfortable feeling it produces – is that it is intrinsic to a dynamic existence… insecurity is inescapable.

There are so many whys, and I'm just a poor, stupid girl. My head hurts from not understanding. My heart hurts from being alone.

Yes, risk-taking is inherently failure-prone. Otherwise, it would be called sure-thing taking.

A big gloomy space was piled with bags, boxes, suitcases, parcels, umbrellas. There were a few shelves but no apparent order. Some of the bags seemed to have been left where they had been dropped. It was the sort of place horror-film directors dream of, or playwrights of the absurd, a place of the soul, in limbo.

Everything will eventually be dismantled into its constituent atoms and molecules, and continue to exist as the raw material that could ultimately be drawn into the orbit of another nascent star, and some new evolutionary cycle might commence, with some new intelligent civilisation. There is no way of knowing.

It would be awful. It would be brilliant.

Once you've thrown your pilot chute, you're done. It's out of your hands. From that moment on you just enjoy the view or panic.

Once Presley grabbed hold, he spoke like an oracle, your new teen mentor, sitting on your shoulder, urging you to embrace romance, kiss that girl, and take a thousand other risks, even as his doubt and hesitation whispered uncertainty and dread.

Uncertainty is a spiritual enemy that will siphon out your rocket fuel. It turns go-getters into giver-uppers.

Were not faster-than-the-speed-of-light generation. Were not even the Next-New-thing-Generation. Were the Soon-To-Be-Obselete kids, and we've crowded in here to hide from the future and the past. We know what's up-- the future looms ahead like a black-wrought iron gate and the past is charging after us like a badass Doberman, only this one doesn't have any let-up in him.

Somos los Jóvenes-A-Punto-De-Caducar y nos arremolinamos aquí para ocultarnos del pasado y del futuro. Sabemos lo que nos espera: el futuro nos aguarda allí enfrente, como reja de hierro forjado, y el pasado nos ataca desde la retaguarda como un dóberman perverso, solo que nunca se da por vencido.

Facts aside though, I can understand why so many of us might be afraid. As we become anxious, uncertain as to our future and where the nation is headed, that anxiety is being fed around every corner by right-wing commentators bent on using that uncertainty to fuel a political movement. The sad truth is, racial resentments are potent motivators in a nation such as ours, and there is no shortage of mouthpieces prepared to use them to their own ends, a subject to which I now turn.

I have no idea when (or if) racism will be eradicated. I have no idea whether anything I say, do, or write will make the least bit of difference in the world. But I say it, do it, and write it anyway, because as uncertain as the outcome of our resistance may be, the outcome of our silence and inaction is anything but.

Maybe life is a board game, but I never get to roll the dice.

When I say my prayers I have a terrible doubt. How can I be sure God is forgiving me? What if he will forgive me, but hasn't forgiven me yet? That's why I don't want to die, Sir. That's why I can't die. Not until I am sure. Are you sure?

Faith is groping at air during the fall, hoping to find something to grab on to.