Quotes About Uncertainty

It was like standing on a threshold, a door in the world that would open into a place you'd never expected to be, a place from which you couldn't return. Welcome or unwelcome, knowledge was something you could never undo.

Making a spell is easy. It's trusting you did it right that's hard.

Jenks]I think you're all screwy in the head, he said when Bis nodded his encouragement. But go ahead. I've got Quen's number in my phone. I'll call him if you both explode in a flash of black underwear and money so I won't have to fly all the way home.

I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.--Rachel Morgan

I didn't know what I was going to say, a feeling that was compounded when the line clicked open and Trent's very muzzy voice murmured, "Rachel? Mmm, hi.

I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.

He inclined his head slightly, looking as fabulous as ever, more appealing than before because I had no idea what he was going to do, what he was capable of. "Don't do that," I said, my gaze going everywhere but to him. "Do what?" He sipped from his mug, one long leg draping to the floor, the other pulled up slightly. "Sit on your desk and look sexy.

Relief spilled into me. He wanted to live. He just didn't know how.

I could not believe this. I was going to be hacked to shreds to the accompaniment of applause.

Skimmer's and my relationship was probably going to nosedive like a brick with wings.

I was standing in a line, balanced between reality and the ever-after. I could go either way. I wasn't his yet. "One day a week," I said, knees wobbling. "I give you Newt's mark, you give me my name," Al said, then wiggled his fingers as if he needed me to take them to finish the deal. I reached for it, and at the last moment, Al's glove melted away, and I found myself gripping his hand.

I hadn't wished for Trent in my life, but now that I had him, I was more confused, more heartbroken than I'd ever been. Trent was willing to sacrifice everything for me, but I didn't know if I could let him.

Refuse to follow where you're led (Dancing) The line begins to blur When you look too far ahead.

Shades of gray, I thought, knowing I was slipping into places I had vowed I'd never go.

The blood drained from my face, and I pulled out of his reach. "No." If Ford put me under, I had no idea what might come out.

None of us know our real names.

no one knows why things happen, you see? Anything could follow from anything. Even real history tells us nothing.

Life is complex, and entropy is real.

In games there are rules, but in life the rules keep changing. You could put your bishop out there to mate the other guy's king, and he could lean down and whisper in your bishop's ear, and suddenly it's playing for him, and moving like a rook. And you're fucked.

It seemed to him that nothing would ever be explained, and that all of a sudden each day was slipping away, that time was flying by and they were getting old and nothing would ever come clear.

we will keep going, we will keep going, because there is no such thing as fate. Because we never really come to the end.

Existential nausea comes from feeling trapped. It is an affect state resulting from the feeling that the future has only bad options.

Bold didn't know what he felt, it changed minute by minute.

for we are all definitely always falling apart, and not massively entrenched in anything at all.