Quotes About Uncertainty

There's still a part of her that's waiting for the twist, the moment when all of this pleasure will jackknife into pain.

Today was awkward, but I think that's because it feels like a very awkward time. It isn't about you, and it isn't about love. It's about everything crashing together at once.

seriously, is this what the rest of my life is going to be? i don't think i signed up for this.

want to see you, but I'm not sure if we should do that. I want to hear about what's going on, but I'm afraid that will only start everything again. I love you—I do—but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you're always going to leave me, A. We can't deny it. You're always going to leave.

I instantly feel like the world has turned to glass. Every moment is delicate. Every movement is a risk.

If I woke up in a different body every day--if you never knew what I was going to look like tomorrow--would you still love me?

I get lost in ifs. They are always there if if if if and I should only be able to tune in to them if I'm on the right frequency. But that's the thing about me: The frequencies don't divide.

That's not how I'd planned it to be. How did you plan it to be? I ask, not to be snarky but because I am genuinely curious. I planned it to be a million different things, he replies. And in the end, I couldn't figure which one it should be.

Persevere, v. Those first few weeks, after you told me, I wasn`t sure we were going to make it. After working for so long on being sure of each other, sure of this thing, suddenly we were unsure again. I didn`t know whether or ot to touch you, sleep with you, have sex with you. Finally, I said, "It`s over." You started to cry, and I quickly said, "No – I mean this part is over. We have to get to the next part.

I am trying not to think of what will happen next. I am trying not to think of endings.

Maybe fate's arithmetic is so diffuse that it's not arithmetic at all.

Adults can talk all they want about youth feeling invincible. Surely, some of us had that bravado. But there was also the dark inner voice telling us we were doomed. And then we were doomed. And then we weren't. You should never feel doomed.

There were only two options—something was wrong with everyone else, or something was wrong with me. Because either they were tricking themselves into thinking there was a tomorrow together, or I was the only person who was leaving.

I don't want to throw everything away for something uncertain.

There are many things that can keep you in a relationship. Fear of being alone. Fear of disrupting the arrangement of your life. A decision to settle for something that's okay, because you don't know if you can get any better. Or maybe there's the irrational belief that it will get better, even if you know he won't change.

I don't know how this works. Or why. I stopped trying to figure it out a long time ago. I'm never going to figure it out, any more than a normal person figure out his or her own existence. After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can have theories, but there will never be proof.

When you jump, all you're going to do is fall. But leaping? Leaping is when you think there's something on the other side.

Basis, n. There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you're in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself. If the moment doesn't pass, that's it -- you're done. And if the moment does pass, it never goes that far. It stands in the distance, ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes it's even there when you thought you were searching for something else, like an escape route, or your lover's face.

After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can have theories, but there will never be proof.

Can you like someone who confuses the hell out of you? All the fucking time.

While nobody wants to say how bad it is, there's no way to pretend it's a normal day.

I am not ready to see what happens next. Because it's possible that nothing will happen, and that might break me.

What do I know about love? Not much - that's the safe answer.

After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why.