Quotes About Uncertainty

I feel like a periwinkle Left too high on the beach By the tide ... What flood was it That brought me here? Eleanor Morris, "Easter Sunday

are among the winners in this new "information age". Therefore, it is only reasonable to expect the rate of producing and consuming the information to grow. We can define information as "that which resolves uncertainty". We can further say that the decision-making is the progressive resolution of uncertainty, and is a key to a purposeful behavior

If I have my health I can carry on. There will be a point when I do quit but I have absolutely no idea when that is.

I never had a problem reaching a decision based on imperfect information. That's just the way the world works.

This is where he should say that he is in love with me, that I have changed his life and that he loves me for it. But he doesn't. Is it because he is shy? Or because he is too young to say such a thing? Or is it merely because he does not love me? The worst of it is, I am falling in love with him.

People are very fearful these days.

I can't go back and wait and wait...if [he] isn't going to come.

She understood it wasn't an actual fear of flying so much as a fear of being without control, which was often the crux of most fears. If you had control over a situation, there was nothing to fear.

If I grow up, I'd like to be a bus driver," he told me. If, not when.

Time alone will tell the future, but fate shall always have her way.

It's kind of a dark little life . . . being a paranoiac, but it's also not without its comforts.

If the gods exist, then it does not matter whether or not this is something that one knows.

The mirror's light sparks in the eyes, And horrified, my lids drawn tight, I step back to that realm of night Where not a single exit lies... (Untitled: "I pass away this life of mine...")

There are two kinds of people, I think: those who want to know the future and those who do not. I've never met anyone ambivalent about this. I have been both kinds. For now, I think I know which one is better, but I'm prepared to change my mind again. It may be I am like that drunk who tells himself he can handle his alcohol now. But if I told you I could tell the future, you would laugh at me. And I would laugh at me too.

You must be careful. Your voice, the tones it makes, it sounds so strong, as if it could never go away. But it might, all at once, without warning. Certainly

I think you can never know what you can live without. I think you can never know what you will live through. Only when the disaster arrives and you are there does the depth of your real inner resources reveal itself, and not a moment before

I still didn't know I had written it to do this, but then I did. I wish I could show you the roomful of people who've told me the novel is the story of their lives. Each of them as different as could be. I still don't know if I'd be in that room.

I was unsure how they fed themselves, what they would eat and drink, they were not unsure at all and this terrified me. I

In some way I had never known how to express, I'd feared I would have to become the first of my kind, whatever my kind was, should I be allowed to survive—that which history has never seen before.

It's the shadow on every kiss and every dollar, that it might not be there tomorrow.

The imbroglio of inky cloud swirling overhead contained nimbostratus, cumulonimbus and Lord knows what else

In general modern man has no solutions

Skeptics become overwhelmed by the different and conflicting accounts of what happiness, justice, truth are all about.

It's a question I often ask myself: what would I do with me? And I don't know the answer. I don't know what I'd do, except run away.