Quotes About Uncertainty

Of course I'm not sure," he said. "That's why you go. To find out if it's enough. You just have to be sure you want to find out.

I hadn't chosen my gift, and I hadn't chosen Alonzo either, but here we were. There was so much you didn't get to choose. The hard way was going to be very hard. It would be a long, long time before I felt safe and warm again.

They had a lead, a slim one, but it was a stretch to call it an adventure. It wasn't much to hang a quest on. They were trotting along in search of they didn't even really know what, and there was no way to speed up the process, if there even was a process. It was quixotic, was what it was. Not even that, it was sub-quixotic. My kingdom for a windmill to tilt at.

At that moment, when he should have been most lucidly present, he had no idea whether he was lying or telling the truth.

Whatever was coming next would come.

The old Quentin might have done it, but he wasn't a creature of fear anymore, jumping at his own shadow. Never knowing who he was or why. When he was younger, it seemed like the only time he wasn't afraid was when he was angry. He had been so full of fear and self-doubt that the only way to feel strong was to attack the world around him.

He wondered where this feeling was coming from, that he was improvising his part in a play that everybody else had a script for.

Now he had answers, but they weren't doing what answers were supposed to do: they weren't making things simpler or easier. They weren't helping.

Tal pregunta no tenía otra respuesta que la que la vida da a todas las preguntas irresolubles: vivir el día y procurar olvidar.

The business of philosophy is to teach man to live in uncertainty... not to reassure him, but to upset him.

But Dostoevsky does allow himself to ask just this very question: whether our reason has any right to judge between the possible and the impossible.

Suspense is torture ... but delightful--or there'd be no gambling in the world.

She suspected him of infidelity, with and without reason, morning, noon and night.

I am a Beginner. What the others are I don't really know. All I know is I am wiped out every six months or so. I die. I have died hundreds and hundreds of times. It is always the same death. I do not know what dies. Why must I always begin again and again – always the same high hopes, the identical death?

The doctrine of the Second Coming teaches us that we do not and cannot know when the world drama will end. The curtain may be rung down at any moment: say, before you have finished reading this paragraph.

Alice came to a fork in the road. 'Which road do I take?' she asked. 'Where do you want to go?' responded the Cheshire Cat. 'I don't know,' Alice answered. 'Then,' said the Cat, 'it doesn't matter.

"I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir," said Alice, "because I'm not myself, you see.""I don't see," said the Caterpillar.

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?' 'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where -' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. '- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation. 'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.

It must be that sometimes our assertions about higher order and hidden design are fables we've made up to help us ignore our own contingency. Accidents tear

The masters of the underground citadel are committed to a 'war' they cannot bring to an end, with weapons whose ultimate effects they cannot control, for purposes that they cannot accomplish.

The toughest thing about performing here is, where do you go from here? Next week, I'm at the Fort Lauderdale Performing Arts Center.

Now, most of the time you couldn't be too sure of the quality of the drug. Although, in my experience the stuff was always of a very high quality, because back then we didn't have business majors peddling lower-quality stuff in an effort to increase profits.

Like all ardent agnostics, Martin was a religious man.

The future ain't what it used to be.