Quotes About Uncertainty

In the midst of such uncertainty, I cling not to what I know, but what I feel.

My friend did not want her suspicion—which sustained the possibility that her husband both was and was not having an affair—to disappear by exposing it.

In my job, people tell you that all the time: 'This shoot was great. You look amazing.' But you never know what they say when you turn away.

God Only Knows the Issue.

Soon. Soon. Soon. Soon. When is Soon? What a terrible word: Soon. Soon can mean in one second, Soon can mean in one year. Soon is a terrible word. This Soon compresses the future, shrinks it, offers no certainty, no certainty whatever, it stands for absolute uncertainty. Soon is nothing and Soon is a lot. Soon is everything, Soon is death…

Here on earth we find ourselves in a waiting room.

Here's to matrimony, the high sea for which no compass has yet been invented!

laurig, shy of making decisions and happy to procrastinate.

The most important questions of life are, for the most part, really only problems of probability. —MARQUIS DE LAPLACE A

Uncertainty and Complementarity It is wrong to think that the task of physics is to find out how Nature is. Physics concerns what we can say about Nature. —NIELS BOHR DETERMINISM—THE

Randomness It is remarkable that a science which began with the consideration of games of chance should have become the most important object of human knowledge. —MARQUIS DE LAPLACE A

What quantum reality is, is the reality marketplace. The house of a God that plays dice has many rooms. We can live in only one room at a time, but it is the whole house that is reality." He

Who would think that water could grind a rock to sand, or wear away a cliff, unless they'd seen it with their own eyes? Never say never, little sister. Who can tell what the future will bring?

It does not matter what happens now. There is no world: it has fallen away from us.

Your life can change in the blink of an eye, on a calm and beautiful Midsummer night. You lose what you love while you think it is still safe beside you.

9p.m. My flat. Feel very strange and empty. Is all very well thinking everything is going to be different when you come back but then it is all the same. Suppose I have to make it different. But what am I going to do with my life? I know. Will eat some cheese.

Oh God, what's wrong with me? Why does nothing ever work out?

an image of the city, becoming fixed upon it as a threat and above all as a source of destabilization.

It's so hard to get life right, she thinks, pulling the blanket tight around her shoulders. All the small balances are impossible to strike most of the time. And then there are the larger choices.

It's so hard to get life right, she thinks, pulling the blanket tight around her shoulders. All the small balances are impossible to strike most of the time. And then there are the larger choices. It's hopeless. She might as well be one of those gannets, tossed about by the gusts of wind that drive up from the Atlantic.

I don't know which is right!

N)ot everything fits easily into our systems of classification. The world might be, it turns out, too complicated for us to know.

I know now that I'm not trusting anyone or anything any more. And that it is hard to live for long periods without trusting anyone or anything. It's like living without sleep; eventually it will kill you.

When I was an undergraduate we were told that history had ended, and we all believed it. When the Berlin Wall fell, what history was made of was over. No more Cold War. No more wars. And yet here it was, and is and all of it falling apart. Endings. Worlds dissolving. Weather systems, baking systems, the careful plans of municipal gardeners. Families, hearts, lives.