Quotes About Uncertainty

It was like sawdust, the unhappiness: it infiltrated everything, everything was a problem, everything made her cry -- school, homework, boyfriends, the future, the lack of future, the uncertainty of future, fear of future, fear in general -- but it was so hard to say exactly what the problem was in the first place.

He mentioned a grim truism in analgesia research known as the "30 rule"—that the existing pain drugs generally reduce pain by 30 percent in 30 percent of people—"and before we start treating them, we have no idea who is going to respond or not.

His voice is deep and gravelly. I once heard one of the girls say that he had the voice of a sex god, but because I've never really heard what a sex god sounds like, I can't verify that.

So why would I want someone to be my everything when one day they might not be around?

Girls under the age of fourteen are the most frightening creatures I have ever come across.

I wish everyone would stop crying, Tom. Uncle Joe would be so angry about it." But she's crying herself now. "He'd be so angry at us, Tom, for crying so much when all he did was laugh.

But what if I don't?" she argued. "I don't know him. How can I love one that I don't know? I'm frightened to see him. I've never seen a little creature. How will I know he's not all wrong?" "And if he is all wrong, what will you do?" Froi had asked. She thought for a moment. "I'll hold him tight and tell him that we'll be wrong for this world together.

I'm frightened that one morning there will not be enough to keep me going.

It's all a bit of a gamble, mate. That's all I can promise you. And we never get to see what that other life would have looked like if we don't take chances.

So why would I want someone to be my everything when one day they might not be around? What will be left of me then?

Fear's good. It keeps interesting

Worse still, he doesn't know how to follow the piper anymore because it's a path Tom has lost faith in. And the piper knows it. Tom can see it in his father's eyes now. And the more he stares, the clearer it becomes.

I ignore Jaco Coote when I see him. I'm not sure why. It's not as if I dislike him or anything. I think I ignore him because if I look at him I might find that he's looking at me, and I'm not sure where that would lead us.

His voice is deep and gravelly. I once heard one of the girls say that he had the voice of a sex god, but because I've never really heard what a sex god sounds like, I can't verify that.

Mia's mother, Nonna Celia, is to blame for that, because she's a prophet of doom. Every time I'd ask her if we could go someplace the next day or next week, her reply would be, "We might not live that long." If I'd say, "See you tomorrow," her answer would be, "If that's what God wants." Leaving so much to fate has kept me an insomniac for most of my life...

I have to say it's a bit traumatic at times, not knowing when the next penis will appear.

I'm frightened to look at myself in the mirror because maybe nothing's there.

Do you think you love him?" Phaedra had once asked. "I don't know really what that is," Quintana had responded in her cold, practical way. Yes, you do, my queen, Phaedra wanted to say now. Quintana's love was unabashed. Wondrous. The type of love that lit a strange, strange face and turned it into a beacon.

Pero ¿Qué ocurrirá con nosotros cuando tu no estés bien? Nos volveremos patéticos, incluso más de lo que soy yo ahora. Así que, ¿Por qué iba a querer yo que alguien lo sea todo para mi, si un día puede dejar de estar cerca? ¿Entonces qué quedara de mi?

Be prepared for the worst, my love, for it lives next door to the best.

I'm scared I'm going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am.

You sense that he's dangerous but don't now why - and wonder if it's because he makes you feel safer than you've ever felt.

It scares me how fast I go from disliking to loving him, and I wonder if it's this way for everyone.

Even if they end up together, which I highly doubt, given the strength of that particular bond-...-but even if Schuyler still loves him, or thinks she does, it doesn't matter. Because Jack is going to leave her one day. i know he will. He's too much for Schuyler. They're wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. And when he leaves her, I'll be there. However long it takes, I'll still be there for her. Waiting.