Quotes About Uncertainty

Love is never easy or guaranteed. Real love is a leap, you know. As you get older, you learn how hard it is, how hard everything is, how we never know if there's ground beneath our feet, or if we'll be hurt or heartbroken. But we leap anyway. You have to take that leap.

Lightning could strike twice, three times, or ten. When you're on the wrong side of the odds, the odds are meaningless. They don't protect you or give you comfort.

Sometimes I wish the end would come... whatever it is

We are our own terra incognita, the country on maps where dragons lurk.

All my writing is about the recognition that there is no single reality. But the beauty of it is that you nevertheless go on, walking towards utopia, which may not exist, on a bridge which might end before you reach the other side.

O-kay. Kind of freaky. I'm now standing in an actual tomb, in pitch darkness, with only a vampire to keep me company. Last week if you'd sworn on a stack of Bibles that I'd be okay with all of this, I wouldn't have believed you.

As we have discovered, although on one level psychoanalysis allows us to attain higher levels of perception and self-awareness, on another level it is an exercise in becoming reconciled to the idea that we can never entirely know ourselves.

Within this mercurial reality, our happiness depends less on how well or badly we tackle the myriad ordeals of our lives than on how dexterously we withstand the fact that the ground underneath our feet shifts constantly.

Behavioral psychologists class intuitive thinkers as creative, alert, confident, informal, spontaneous and independent. Such people are not afraid of their experiences and are open to new challenges. They can live with doubt and uncertainty. This is also a comprehensive profile of extreme risk-takers, in both business and adventure.

It felt like she took off running without me. Her fingers clenched in on mine. Then relaxed, like she'd lost all her bones.

Why is she here at Herot Hall, where at any second something bad could come down the mountain, or tunnel up from below? Monsters. There's a whole world filled with monsters. They everywhere

Are you the devil?" Yoth Begail whispered. "Am I the devil?

The world's ending, yeah. It's begun to bore her ...

In her confusion she tried to look scornful when Flutter Mildweather said, "One almost always gets what one wishes—one just doesn't know when or how—and that's what makes wishing so frightening. One must wish for what one is able to accept, somehow or other. That's very important to bear in mind. . . .

Han angret at han hadde latt seg overtale av Annika til ikke å undersøke hvor nøkkelen hørte til. Jonas hadde også straks villet finne ut hvor i huset dette rommet var, men Annika hadde vært urokkelig. Dette hadde de ikke noe med. Og kanskje hadde hun rett – de visste jo ikke hva de gav seg ut på …

Svolazza Beltempo : – Quasi sempre ciò che si desidera si avvera, solo che non si sa come né quando, ed è questo che rende i desideri così ingannevoli. Bisognerebbe desiderare solo ciò che si è pronti ad affrontare in qualsiasi momento: è importante rifletterci sopra.

Ja, her står vi nå andektige foran en slitt blå dør og vi vet ikke hvor den fører. Døren bærer spor etter menneskehender. Låsen er treg. Vi hører hvordan den knirker. Den vil ikke gi etter, den er gammel og rusten. Døren vil ikke opp. Og her, foran denne forseglede blå døren, slås vi unektelig av tanken: Hvem var det som sist gikk gjennom denne døren? Hvem låste den sist? Hva skjuler seg bak den?

Trusting is hard. Knowing who to trust, even harder.

When she was old and forgetful, who would search for her if she wandered off? Who would find her and tuck her into the front seat of their car and drive her home? Where would home be, and with whom? The future was a great unknown for everyone, but maybe even a little more so when you had no significant other, no children, no living relatives.

There aren't always answers. There isn't always a reason.

Their world has changed overnight ...Even after the trial, after the verdict -- whatever it might be -- life would never be the same again. That was the truth of murder.

How to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans.

The big truth, maybe the only truth, is that we don't know anything for sure.

Will you wait for me on the platform then?' Suki looked at Rollo and cast her eyes upward. 'I suppose so.' Retra smiled at her. 'Don't you mean, "I guess so"?