Quotes About Uncertainty

The dark was many things: the cold, the alien world, the virus, her own fear.

She felt depressed and uncertain, not yet ready to be alone with her new and fragile thoughts.

I don't want to be Marghe the anthopologist who examines seashells on the beach and moves on. I don't think I am her anymore. But I don't know who I want to be.

One day, to suit some purpose of their own, her mother or her uncle would pluck her from her life and send her to live in a fen with a man she didn't know. In the world of skirt and sword, it was part of her wyrd. But not all her wyrd, and not yet. There was so much to learn, so much to know.

There is no perfect security. There's always something. Always.

Hope was something to be feared.

The whole thing has the smell of the uncanny.

You're confusing me." "It's a confusing world.

Hild wondered how it must feel to have someone you didn't quite trust make prophecies about what mattered most to you in the world.

She could never be certain of the queen's feelings, but perhaps on this they were of the same mind.

Death is not something I like to play guessing games with.

The sense of the world shifting was so strong she swayed in the saddle.

Angst was for the dark.

Peretur patted Bony's shoulder, and could not tell if the horse trembled or she did. Was this fear?

Wyrd never flowed along expected paths.

By the time they saw the outer walls of Caer Leon, her legs were steadier though inside she felt a shiver like an ash key twirling too fast in the wind.

Excitement is the product of facing something dangerous.

At this time of night, anything was possible.

She had no idea what path her mother's thoughts might be taking.

The girl could tell he did not like this man whose business was the uncanny.

The shadows around her loomed longer and darker. She didn't know what her light was.

How impossibly untangleable is the tangle of what ifs.

The modern world seems invincible. Like the extinct dinosaurs.

Two hundred years ago it was permissible to trust in the future without being totally stupid. But today, who can believe in the current prophecies, since we are yesterday's splendid future?