Quotes About Uncertainty

No sabía con certeza de qué huía, a menos que fuera de la gente.

It's the questions we can't answer that teach us the most. They teach us how to think.

Such was our conversation. But not only were we lacking touch to guide us, it was as if we were also strangely deaf. So we danced very carefully, unsure what music the other was listening to, unsure, perhaps, if the other was dancing at all.

I was like a sparrow in a storm, unable to find a safe branch to cling to. Unable to control the tumbling motion of my flight.

We talked through the long hours of night. I spoke subtle circles around the way I felt, not wanting to be overbold. I thought she might be doing the same, but I could never be sure. It

Encontrar el camino no era difícil, lo difícil era luchar contra el recuerdo de la pesadilla claustrofóbica, que avanzaba en su interior, como una marea… Pero tenía valor; es decir, luchaba contra el miedo de no saber, contra el temor de la incertidumbre, y su lucha era efectiva porque sabía que no podía escoger.

Prefería abstenerse de ahondar en semejantes problemas , que le resultaban desagradables y solo conseguirían sumirle en la más penosa inseguridad e inquietud cuando, precisamente para servirse de la razón, necesitaba gozar de seguridad y sosiego.

E poi? Che cosa avrebbe fatto poi? Non lo sapeva. Forse avrebbe ripreso la sua solita vita, forse si sarebbe sposato, forse avrebbe generato un figlio, forse non avrebbe fatto nulla, forse sarebbe morto. Gli era del tutto indifferente. Pensarci gli sembrava assurdo come pensare a quello che avrebbe fatto dopo la propria morte: naturalmente nulla. Nulla che già fin d'ora potesse sapere.

How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble.

The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.

And as far as false hope, there is no such thing. There is only hope or the absence of hope-nothing else.

I had no proof that I had the stuff to be an artist, though I hungered to be one.

Anxious for some permanency, I guess I needed to be reminded how temporal permanency is.

I'm off balance, not sure what's wrong. —You have misplaced joy, he said without hesitation. Without joy, we are as dead. —How do I find it again? —Find those who have it and bathe in their perfection.

He wasn't certain whether he was a good or bad person. Whether he was altruistic. Whether he was demonic. But he was certain of one thing. He was an artist. And for that he would never apologize.

Closure is an illusion, the winking of the eye of a storm. Nothing is completely resolved in life, nothing is perfect. The important thing is to keep living because only by living can you see what happens next." - on Murakami's 'Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage' in The New York Times

For a brief moment I felt as if I might die; and just as quickly I knew everything would be all right.

Sometimes you're doing really well, then, after three or four years, everything inexplicably crashes like a house of cards and you have to rebuild it. It's not like you get to a point where you're all right for the rest of your life.

The only thing you can count on is change.

I had the distinct feeling that something was going to happen. I feared it would be a piercing event, a right-out-of-the-blue thing or worse, a profound nonevent.

Sometimes I wanted to raise my hands and stop. But stop what? Maybe just growing up.

Things are changing at a speed we never dreamed. We'll be talking nuclear war. Pesticides will be a food group. No song birds, no wildflowers. Nothing but collapsing hives and lines of the rich getting ready to board a ship for a night on the moon.

I could feel progress and left with a little bit of optimism. -- Anxious for some permanency, I guess I needed to be reminded how temporal permanency is.

We have all loved a guy we know has issues. Despite popular opinions, until we give it a final try, the relationship will always be in the 'what if' stage.