Quotes About Uncertainty

The car is hopping over bumps, jumping, tearing, screeching. The green car in sight, out of sight, vanishing around a corner only to appear when I skate around, behind three or four cars. God, I hope he's not trying to lose me. I almost said "give me the slip." I could feel it coming but I didn't.

But from what she been seeing since the termite hill, trust is one thing you should never put in the gods. Better yet to come to them in fear and trembling. Better even yet not to come to them at all. As for hope, that sound like it can be a good thing for those who need it, but for she, the only hope she need from the gods is that they never find her to make sport.

We are all hopelessly addicted to the delusion that we are in control of anything.

We should expect the best and the worst of mankind, as from the weather.†

I never said I knew much. How was I supposed to learn anything living out here? I didn't know enough to do half the things I did in my life. Things happen. You do what you can about them and you see what happens next.

The most thankless decision I make is the one that prevents something bad from happening, because I can never prove that I prevented something even worse.

People who believe they can succeed see opportunities where others see threats. They're not afraid of uncertainty or ambiguity. They embrace it. They want to take greater risks and achieve greater returns. Given the choice, they will always bet on themselves.

In these times I don't, in a manner of speaking, know what I want; perhaps I don't want what I know and want what I don't know.

Gli passò per la testa, in quei omenti, che anche lui avrebbe potuto sparire nel nulla. Si trattava solo di capire che forma dare a quel nulla.

Mo?e i prawda, ?e postawa, jak? zajmuje ka?dy z nas wobec tego, co ogromne, co zdaje si? nienaruszalne, niewiele mówi. Ale przynajmniej wyja?nia co? w tak drobnej kwestii, jak pytanie o to, kim, do diab?a, jestem.

Whether she knew it then or not, she would bore into her own interior, confronting an unknown as wild and uncertain as any new world a missionary had seen. A place as rare as Noah's.

Anything you're trying to will is focused on the future it's always associated with some sort of anxiety that makes the present moment somewhat uncomfortable.

For a choice is always a choice among possible alternatives; and it is a rare agent for whom everything is possible. The special agony of this situation is that none of the possibilities is even harmless.

The doctors at Hayden may have erred about the details of her condition. They need their labels, their certainties. What are depression and psychosis, after all, but lapses from realism? And what's that? But the doctors were right about the general crisis. An insufficient God is better than no God at all.

I am frightened and doubtful, and everyone who touches me must suffer.

To be a good human being is to have a kind of openness to the world, an ability to trust uncertain things beyond your own control."

There is a lot about what is going on here that I don't understand. But I am participating anyway.

I wasn't sure exactly what "okay" would involve, but I was willing to settle for "unmurdered.

By tricky I meant I was getting an average of an 85 percent chance of failure and death, and it was only that low because my last diagnostic said my risk assessment module was wonky. (I know, that explains a lot about me.)

The bad thing about having emotions is, you know, OH SHIT WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ME.

I was only 97 percent certain this meeting was a trap.

Can I ask you a question?" I never know how to answer this. Should I go with my first impulse, which is always "no" or just give in to the inevitable?

Frankly, I didn't know what station security was going to do about it, either. In fact, I'm sure station security was now shitting itself almost as hard as I metaphorically was.

I was still disoriented, and having a moment where I wondered if hey, maybe all the humans were right for once and this was a terrible idea.