Quotes About Uncertainty

This is just my way of pointing out that we people who leap without looking are not stupid. We know damn well we might be headed for a fall. But we also know that, sometimes, it's the only way out.

Given anything negative or uncertain, there were rules that had to be followed.

There's this weird part about having kids—you know when your family is finished, and when it's not.

Life was what happened when all the what-if's didn't, when what you dreamed or hoped or—in this case—feared might come to pass passed by instead

Nobody wants to admit to this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe

Of course, that's not really accurate," Dr. DeSantos says. "The future is going to come, in some form, whether we like it or not. What we really mean is that we can't plan for the future. And when we can't plan—when we can't find those patterns that make sense—we lose the skeleton of life. And no one can remain upright without that.

Death is the guest you didn't invite: arriving when you least expect it, when you least need it, and when you least want it. It's a blow from behind. A knife in the back. The shadow that's following you. It's why you always keep looking over your shoulder.

Life was a series of ifs—a very different outcome if you'd only played the lottery last night; if you had picked a different college; if you had invested in stocks instead of bonds; if you had not been taking your kindergartner to his first day of school the morning of 9/11.

MÄ›l jsem strach. Kdo by nemÄ›l nahnáno? KromÄ› blázn?, robot?, kandidát? na sebevraždu... ... a d?stojník?.

Good afternoon, Suzy Q. Are you ladies all right?" "Nobody's all right, Officer. Nobody's all wrong, nobody's all right. We all of us stuck in the middle." He

Everything had gone wrong, nothing made sense, why why why why?

There's something horribly unfair about dying in the middle of a good story, before you have a chance to see how it all comes out. Of course, I suppose everyone ALWAYS dies in the middle of a good story, in a sense. Your own story. Or the story of your grandchildren. Death is a raw deal for narrative junkies.

I'm still trying to figure things out too. All I know is a couple of very unimportant things.

For years, Thisbe will later think of that one moment in the field as the only time she was ever sure about anything in her life.

I don't want to push my chips forward and go out and meet something I don't understand. A man would have to put his soul at hazard. He'd have to say, 'Ok...I'll be part of this world'.

Keep in mind, just because you don't know the answer doesn't mean that one does not exist. You simply haven't discovered it yet.

What on earth shall I do

because we cannot see things beforehand, and only know how dreadfully miserable we are, we think it is always going to be so.

when men know not what to do , they ought not to do they know not what

It was like rushing forward in the dark forest without knowing what danger lurked in front of my face.

If God decides to mess with our plans, get ready. He will almost surely have something better planned for our day.

Belief is hard, and the abyss is always there, under one's feet.

In my world, there are no simple questions, and precious few answers of any kind. If you are going to write about me, you must resign yourself to that.

In this new life I am condemned to, is there nothing that is not open to doubt?