Quotes About Uncertainty

A very risky gamble.

Sawyer? I think I can feel my shoulder." "Can you feel your hands?" "No." "What about your legs?" "No." "Can you move?" "Let me check . . . Also no." "Then what good could it possibly do us that you now have feeling in your shoulder?" "I don't know, Sawyer. But I think I hear someone coming, and you're the one in charge of coming up with plans.

Better the devil you know than the one you don't—or is it? Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. All that glitters is not gold. Nothing is certain but death and taxes. There but for the grace of God go I.

Having second thoughts, Taft?" "Sawyer doesn't have second thoughts!" Sadie-Grace insisted from the golf cart behind us, loyal to the bone. "Sometimes, she doesn't even have first thoughts!" Thank you, Sadie-Grace.

I guess that's what happens," Jameson said, his eyes never leaving mine as his lips curled upward, "when you take a very risky gamble.

Between the fire and a storm that night," Alisa said, once she'd recovered, "Toby's remains were never definitively found.

Got that out of your system, did you?" I leaned against the wall of my gemstone cage. "Why are you telling me this now?" I could hear the sound of his footstep on the end of the line. "Because Gray is going to keep jumping until it hurts. He's always been the solid one, Heiress. The one who never trembles, never backs down, never doubts. And now, he's lost his mooring, and I have to be the strong one.

Funny thing about dying," Bales said, his voice contemplative. "You don't have much to lose.

Evie." Grayson gave her a look, the kind of Grayson Hawthorne look that burned itself into your memory because it said everything he wouldn't. "It's not him.

Iemand in deze kamer gaat me oprecht vermoorden.

Where are you going?' I asked him. 'To hell, eventually,' Jameson answered. 'Probably to the wine cellar, for now.

If it had been me in the woods, if I'd been the one to go with Briggs, if I'd been the one you saw at the exact second . . . would it have been me? He didn't finish the question and I didn't answer it

I was in bed, thinking about everything Max had said, wondering if I was fundamentally selfish or needy person, when I heard a sound like scratching in the wall.

Do you trust me?" I was standing in a phone-lit passageway, close enough to feel his body's heat on mine. "Absolutely not." "Good." He reached out, grabbed my hand, and pulled me close. "Hold on.

Where are you going?" I asked him. [...] "To hell, eventually," Jameson answered. "Probably the wine cellar, for now.

We don't know the terrible things that are coming our way," she said as she looked down at the cut crystal, her eyes teary. "We just see the shiny surface, our own beautiful selves reflected in it. Not the monster lurking beneath.

we all do what we think is best. Sometimes we make terrible mistakes, sometimes we do the right thing. Sometimes we never know. We just have to hope

Lisa smiled. 'You know how sometimes, you catch the faintest hint of movement in the corner of your eye, then you blink and it's gone? That's them.

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer. —Rainer Maria Rilke

Death is no problem because when we are alive we are not dead and when we are dead we don't know it. So long as you can possibly worry about it, you've got nothing to worry about.

The mistake of Marc Antony's death haunts all suicides, with its reminder that we do not always know where we really are in our story.

The future is uncertain, but that can be a good thing.

I have this feeling, like I'm waiting for something. But I have no idea what.

If there's one thing i know, it's that no one can promise anything.