Quotes About Uncertainty

I tend to think life is pastiche: I'm not sure what it's a pastiche of - we haven't found out yet.

Life is intrinsically, well, boring and dangerous at the same time. At any given moment the floor may open up. Of course, it almost never does; that's what makes it so boring.

The sky has grown completely black, It's time to think of turning back. Fall down, or scream, or rush about- There is no way of getting out.

What obsesses me more than anything in the world . . . is why some things happen and why other things don't. It doesn't seem to me there is any logic, any way of . . . you know . . .

I think there should be a little bit of uneasiness in everything, because I do think we're all really in a sense living on the edge. So much of life is inexplicable. . . . The things that happen to you are usually the things that you haven't thought of or that come absolutely out of nowhere. And all you can do is cope with them when they turn up.

At first it gave me pain, And I felt my ears turn perfectly pink When your exclamation made me think We might never get down again! But now I believe it is wiser far To remain for ever just where we are.

La enemistad perdura. La amistad es menos segura. Sobre todo en esos tiempos.

Oranges and lemons Say the bells of St Clements You owe me five farthings, Say the bells of St Martin's When will you pay me Say the bells of Old Bailey When I grow rich Say the bells of Shoreditch When will that be Say the bells of Stepney I do not know Says the great bell of Bow

the waiting-room atmosphere in which death was the delayed train...

Either I wake up in the Grey Zone,' he whispered, 'and I've forgotten how to breathe, and my feet are so far away I'm not sure I can afford the air fare;

Something had happened and he, like almost everyone else, had got used to the habit of life. Perhaps that's all life was: a habit that resisted the adventure of death.

Ninety per cent of the drugs were for him and ten per cent for Natasha, a woman who remained an impenetrable mystery to him during the six months they lived together. The only thing he felt certain about was that she irritated him; but then, who didn't?

It was unbelievable, there was the dry-cleaning ticket again. There must be more than one.

One seldom knows whether perseverance is noble or stupid until it's too late.

Worriers are visionaries minus the optimism.

Control and certainty are myths.

The odd thing is that fear and anxiety are running away from something, but they don't know what to run to. They know danger, but they don't know where to find peace and rest.

This is good news: you don't have to know the exact cause of suffering in order to find hope and comfort.

I am even more certain that to create dangerously is also to create fearlessly, boldly embracing the public and private terrors that would silence us, then bravely moving forward even when it feels as though we are chasing or being chased by ghosts…

Each death is as singular as the individual who is dying, and in the end we will get no definitive answers.

Freedom is a passing thing, a man said. Someone can always come and snatch it away.

You can't tell till you bet.

She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn't standing still

I don't want to be the one to break it to you, but the future ain't that funny.