Quotes About Uncertainty

Nothing favourable comes from speculation.

I don't know if I love him. I'm not sure what love is, or if I'm qualified to make that proclamation.

I couldn't dream of a future, I couldn't reliably remember my past.

If we are to find contentment in the midst of trial and uncertainty, we must accept our situation as being purposely allowed into our lives by a personal and loving God.

Life's full of surprises

But sometimes we have to be brave in order to dig deep and find answers. Even if we're not sure we're going to like the answers.

I still didn't know what the future held. I didn't have a map or even a plan. But I had learned that's what life was - risky, messy, no way to tie it up in neat little packages despite my desire for it to be otherwise.

You're like a box of chocolates with the menu missing - the card that tells you what they are. I never know what I'm going to get with you: a soft, creamy centre, something chewy, or an explosion of alcohol.

As I stared out of the train window, the scenery became a blur, as unclear as my thoughts and feelings.

How can life end in the middle of the story? Because life always does.

The only thing worse than feeling that you are going to die is the realization that you probably won't.

But it wasn't just the distance. It was what had happened to me since these days, those endless, quiet days when I thought my life would always continue in that way. When my life consisted of small, certain pieces of a larger, but basically simple, puzzle. When I was certain that I always knew where each piece fit.

Life is constant—and changing," Cate mused. "We can never guess what will happen in a day. We will all face danger, and finally death, be it from an accident, disease or old age.

Everything worth doing involves risk.

Stories. They're everywhere...You never know where they start and you certainly don't know where they'll end. If they ever DO end. (Nevermore)

I could never be sure whether he would be there when I arrived. On my way through the forest I used to pass a large granite block where I would stop, draw my breath and close my fists with my thumbs inside, then close my eyes and whisper: 'Please, please, please let him be there today,' before continuing. If he wasn't, I felt it was because I had done wrong. That somehow I had to earn the right to such pleasure.

To be the other woman is to be a season that is always about to end, when the air is flowered with jasmine and peach, and the weather day after day is flawless, and the forecast is hurricane.

I'm only leaving you for a handful of days, but it feels as though I'll be gone forever—- the way the door closes behind me with such solidity, the way my suitcase carries everything I'd need for an eternity of traveling light. I've left my hotel number on your desk, instructions about the dog and heating dinner. But like the weather front they warn is on its way with its switchblades of wind and ice, our lives have minds of their own.

We are afraid of the things we do not know—just because we do not know them.

T)he path to wisdom lies not in certainty, but in trying to understand.

Something bad was about to happen. Uncle had been expecting it.

Nya could see the questions in her mother's face every morning: Would they be lucky again? Or was it now their turn to lose someone?

Perhaps the apparent favor of the universe is no more than the crocodile grin of a Doberman breathing hard and about to be hungry?

No employer is going to hire robustly until they know what the health care cost is going to be.