Quotes About Uncertainty

Everything is so goddamn scary. Defending

Los devotos del mundo entero practican sus ritos sin tener garantizado que les sirva de nada.

We all know that we'll die someday, but believing it is another thing entirely.

I don't know what God intends, or what qualifies Him to forgive me,' Sobran said

The Great God of the Deserts, the God from the Void, sequestered himself many hundreds of years ago. His worshippers had too many competing views of his nature, and it unsettled his mind. That's a thing that can happen to gods. They're very impressionable.

Looking down on their glossy heads, I realized that they were indeed threatened; they were simply unaware of it. We are all vulnerable.

I wondered again if I might not actually be dead-if this was some terrible version of death, which I had momentarily mistaken for a continuation of life.

There's a funny thing I've noticed about life. When you really dread something, it turns out not to be so bad. It's the unexpected awful things that get you down.

Life´s a gamble, honey. The only guarantee is that nobody gets out alive.

Of death I am as certain as any mortal, Ammerlin, but defeat is certain only in despair.

What I've learned, Uncle, in a life you despise, is that everything we do has more than one consequence, and half those or more we never anticipate.

Someone was certainly guilty of something, however, and it behooved us to take all possible precautions.

The world is full of people who can't think straight.

This must be the way most of us maneuver through the world, half knowing, half not, visited by memories that can't possibly be true.

It baffled her, the world. She did not want to leave it yet.

She felt locked away in herself, but ignorant of her identity, and often she awoke suddenly in the night, without any idea of who she was; thinking, firstly, that she had died.

Oh, I thought of calling it Journeyings in Germany. It sounds well, and would be correct. Or Jottings from German Journeyings--I haven't quite decided yet... (Minora)

I can't any longer— I've come to the end-" The end? thought old Mrs. Bott. Which end? There were so many ends to life, and in one's younger years one was always coming to them, and then finding that they weren't ends at all.

We build the most outrageous castles in the air. Nothing is certain, and everything is possible.

However, few marriages, he understood, were lasting successes, so that perhaps after all it didn't much matter.

Hope is the most treacherous thing in the world. It lifts you and lets you plummet. But as long as you're being lifted you don't worry about plummeting.

Incredible what slender threads you begin to hang your hopes on.

Hope is treacherous, but how can you live without it?

In my case, I was not frightened in the least bit at the thought that I might live because I was certain, quite certain, that I was already dead.