Quotes About Uncertainty

There's a saying: "Life is first draft". Means you pretty much make it up as you go along, and there's never a chance for a rewrite.

Life is savagely unfair. It ignores our deep-seated convictions and places a disproportionate emphasis on the decisions we make in split seconds.

The worst thing would be to decide that it was love, and then to discover - after one was taken - that it hadn't been. No: the worst thing would be to decide that it wasn't love, and then to discover years later - old and unconsoled - that it had been. No: the worst thing - the worst, worst thing - was this having to decide.

You are blind to the present and we are blind to the future

Without light, how can you keep the sight of the eyes? Without a future, how can you preserve the government? [...] We could have a most dilligent Home Secretary of Lunchtime. We could have an excellent Prime Minister of the Quietest Part of the Late Afternoon. But when twilight comes -do you see?- our world disappears. It cannot see beyond the day because you have taken tomorrow. And because you have tomorrow in front of your eyes, you cannot see what is being done today.

The idea that Sophie could die had always been there, ever since the first diagnosis, and yet it seemed like a bad place on a map, an Ivory Coast, somewhere not urgently frightening because fear itself kept you away from the place. You thought of it as somewhere braver people went, or at least as somewhere you'd have plenty of time to pack your bags for.

When the hour had come for the war to take him away, that had been the first and last moment she had known without doubt that she loved him. One knew how one felt only when things ended. And

to her, Do yu know the name of dis place where we is at? But the third girl did not know either. She just stood there, and she was wearing a blue T-shirt and blue denim jeans and white Dunlop Green Flash trainers, and she just looked down at her own see-through bag, and her bag was full of letters and documents. There was so

It's a scary thing; moving on. Part of me wishes life were more predictable and part of me is excited that it's not. I think it's impossible to tell the good things from the bad things while they're happening.

I now leave, not knowing when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon Washington.

Learn a little patience. You never know what might be around the corner.

It seems to me there are times when you have to act and times when you have to wait, but the hardest times are those when you want to do one but you have to do the other and you're not sure which is the best.

It's funny how aimless a person can feel at times, even when they know God is in control.

The future was uncertain, absolutely, and there were many hurdles, twists, and turns to come, but as long as I kept moving forward, one foot in front of the other, the voices of fear and shame, the messages from those who wanted me to believe that I wasn't good enough, would be stilled.

Billy's dad. His mom shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. Just relax, sweetheart. Lighten up. Go with the flow.

I wouldn't," said Sierra.

Without risk I have no fear, without any fear - what's the point, because I have no opportunity for success. (Gavin Kaysen)

Sometimes, our fates are no longer ours to decide, and we can only grip our fists until our knuckles turn white and hang on for the rest of the ride.

Los ejecutivos actuales viven con menos claridad y ninguna certeza a largo plazo; los competidores, los clientes e incluso las principales líneas de productos pueden cambiar radicalmente en pocos años. Como resultado, las compañías y sus ejecutivos deben hacerse hoy preguntas que en otro tiempo hubieran parecido estúpidas y poco plausibles: ¿quiénes somos?, ¿qué estamos tratando de lograr?

Un mundo implacablemente cambiante nos fuerza no solo a adaptarnos y a ser flexibles, sino a confrontar preguntas fundamentales sobre nuestra identidad.

The ocean takes care of its own business, dumps what it wants to on the shore and takes back what it wants. Sand castles, teddy bears or heads and bodies. The wind and tide decide.

All that time tying herself up in knots because she simply couldn't think of  a good reason not to be with him

This was far worse than that. It was like the moment after you realize someone has taken the pin out of a grenade. Like the quiet but deadly click of a landmine beneath a soldier's boot.

In politics, nothing good ever comes from the unexpected.