Quotes About Uncertainty

I sighed and stared off without any particular focus. "I miss him so much." "I'm sorry," she said. "Will it ever get better?" The question seemed to catch her by surprise. "I...I don't know.

Rose once told me about this poem she'd read. There was this line, 'If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking.' You know what I'm afraid of? That someday, even with my eyes open, I still won't know.

The future is always changing. If we had no choices, there'd be no point in living.

The center will hold. Will it, Sydney? I wondered. Because I'm falling apart.

I felt a strange fluttering sensation in my chest. Butterflies, cardiac arrest . . . it was hard to say what exactly.

What's going on?" I sat down on the bed and finished the last of the scone. "Bad things," she said mischievously. "You'll approve.

I'm just confused. I can't read your signals. One moment you're hot, the next you're cold. You tell me you want me, you tell me you don't. If you picked one, that'd be fine, but you keep making me think one thing and then you end up going in a completely different direction. Not just now—all the time.

Her eyes flicked over the cards, looked at Dimitri, then looked back at the cards. Her expression was blank. "You will lose what you value most, so treasure it while you can." She pointed to the Wheel of Fortune card. "The wheel is turning, always turning.

I looked back and forth at them in amazement. I didn't know if I was witnessing a fight or foreplay. I wasn't thrilled about either option.

Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave this world.

I couldn't be certain, but I think Rose swore in Russian.

What hope is there?" I asked. "If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?" "There isn't," he said. "We're on our own. And we have to make the choices we think are best for our own survival.

I eyed Dimitri, recalling a shadow in my periphery back in the ballroom. "You followed when I jumped in front of Lissa, didn't you? Who were you going for? Me or her?" He studied me for several long seconds. He could have lied. He could have given the easy answer by saying he'd intended to push both of us out of the way-if that was even possible, which I didn't recall. But Dimitri didn't lie. "I don't know, Roza. I don't know.

Wasn't that kind of the basis of passion? I didn't know that either. The only thing I knew for sure was that this kiss had been a lot like the last one. Nice, but it didn't blow me away. My heart sank. There was something wrong with me. Everyone was always going on about how socially inept I was. Did it extend to romance as well? Was I so cold that I'd spend my life never feeling anything?

How do I know I can trust you?' 'You can't,' he said bluntly. 'You've got to take it on faith that the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I couldn't imagine a world without hope.

You sure about that dad? Because he's done everything to me.

Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake up. You'll disappear.

Something's happened. Something involving danger and death and all that other stuff you like.

Rose finally found her voice and turned on Dimitri. "Really? This guy? Are you sure?" I shared her disbelief.

Estoy confundido. No consigo leer tus señales. Unas veces si, otras no. Dices que me quieres, pero dices que no quieres. Si te decidieras, sería fantástico, pero me estás haciendo pensar una cosa y, a continuación, al final acabas yendo en una dirección completamente diferente. No sólo ahora, todo el tiempo.

We could have died just now. We didn't. Maybe we'll die tomorrow. I don't know. What matters is that we're alive now.

People who are crazy rarely question whether they're crazy,

Will you vouch for him if he stays?" "My uncle?" Adrian asked. "Hell no. I haven't seen him in years. I don't know antyhing about him.