Quotes About Uncertainty

When I was younger, I'd wanted someone to promise me that things would work out and nothing bad would ever happen again. But I understood now that that was a child's wish. No one could promise that. No one. The grown-ups could try, but they couldn't promise, not and mean it.

Every time I thought I understood the rules, they changed. Why was it that the damn rules always seemed to change for the worse?

I think we can do it. But you don't know for sure, he said. No. Geez, Anita. Don't get rattled on me. We can do this. But you aren't sure. I'm not sure we'll survive the plane ride home, but I'm still getting on the plane. Was that supposed to be comforting? he asked. Yeah. It wasn't, he said. Sorry, but this is as good as it gets. You want certainty, be an accountant. I'm not good at math. Me either.

She doesn't understand what she's asking, Jean-Claude said. No, but she asks, and if we do not do it, we will always wonder. I would rather thy and fail than regret having never tried at all.

It makes me nervous when you keep answering all my questions with 'I don't know.' Me, too, I said.

He wanted you dead, now he doesn't, I don't know why. Chimera's crazy, he doesn't need a reason to change his mind.

He walked away through the crowd before i could decide if i'd been insulted or not. Just as well. For the life of me, i couldn't think of a good comeback line.

Had Richard really proposed? Had I really said yes? Surely not. I had said yes. Shit.

Baz? kararlar?m?z? beynimizle baz?lar?n? da kalbimizle veririz, eÄŸer süpheye düÅŸtüÄŸümüzde beynimizi seçersek hayatta kal?r?z. sy.289

Worry about the things you can control; the rest will either work themselves out, or they'll kill you. Either way, no more worries.

Was I his? Was he mine? Fuck, I didn't know. How could I not know after more than a year? How could I not know the answer to this? What the fuck was wrong with me? What the fuck was wrong… with me? With… him and me, with us? No, with me. With me. What was wrong with me?

I started to say something, but Richard said, "Come on, Anita. We have to go now." He was right. I could kill a lot of them, but not all. I hadn't brought a spare clip for the machine gun. I hadn't thought I'd need it. Silly me. We

Murphy's law is the only true dependable in my life most of the time.

A challenge forever," I said. "For all eternity," he whispered. I let him draw me down into a kiss, and part of me was still not sure if I'd done a good thing or a bad thing. But just for tonight, I didn't care.

Only death was final, and without hope; short of that, there were options.

I couldn't decide if it was a new orgasm, or if it was just an extra ending for the first one.

I stared at the phone. I'd had to do it. Had to. So why did my stomach feel tight? Why did I have the urge to call Jean-Claude and warn him? Was it the marks, or was Richard right? Did I love Jean-Claude in some strange, twisted way? God help me, I hoped not.

Odhadovala jsem, že jsem mimo dosah, ale jistá jsem si nebyla. Jak velká je bezpe?ná vzdálenost od hada vÄ›tÅ¡ího než nákla?ák? O dva státy dál? Nebo o tÃ…â"¢i?

and pressed my hands into fists, trying to prepare myself. There is no real way to prepare

Mysteries make my head hurt

You can plan around a ruthless man, but a madman throws all your plans to the wind.

This was one of those days when I thought that maybe a new life, a different life, wouldn't be so bad. But where the hell had I put the receipt, and could you return something that was over twenty years old? Where do you go to get a new life when your old one has you so puzzled you don't know how to fix it? Wish I knew.

When he first told me, I'd been convinced I'd be the one that would die; now I wasn't so sure, maybe I would win. Maybe I could call Donna and the kids and tell them . . . Tell them what? That their family was destroyed because Edward and I had had the ultimate guy moment and I was the better man?

Jag kupade händerna om tändaren för att skydda lågan från vinden, och när min hud nuddade hans kände jag hur det fladdrade till i bröstet. Var det lust, kärlek eller bara ett tidigt tecken på lungcancer?