Quotes About Uncertainty

So I thought. Are you happy? What's that? Don't you know yet? But who really knows what it is? Dancing on the head of a pin, maybe.

There was too little solid ground under one's feet.

Our knowledge of life is limited to death. What will happen afterwards? And what can possibly become of us?

Para mí el frente es un siniestro remolino.

You can't know anything beforehand. The incurable can survive the healthy. Life is a strange phenomenon.

What was the use trying to make safe and sure our little life? Sooner or later the great wave must come and sweep all away.

Only the stupid conquer in life; the other man foresees too many obstacles and becomes uncertain before he starts.

M? ridic.sunt foarte liniÈ™tit.Lunile È™i anii n-au decât s? treac?, nu-mi mai pot lua nimic, n-au ce s?-mi mai ia. Sunt atât de singur È™i f?r? aÈ™tept?ri, încât le pot privi în fa?? f?r? team?. ViaÈ›a care m-a purtat de-a lungul acestor ani e înc? prezent? în mâinile È™i ochii mei. Am învins-o sau nu - nu È™tiu -Nimic nou pe frontul de vest, cap. 12

That's how we are! Afraid of our feelings. And when we become aware of them we immediately think we are swindlers.

It is the second night," he said. "The dangerous night. The charm of the unknown is gone and the charm of familiarity has not yet come. We'll survive it.

It's odd,' she murmured, 'but as long as we don't forget that we're falling and falling, nothing is lost. Life seems to love paradoxes - when we think we're perfectly safe, we're always ridiculous and on the verge of a tumble; but when we know we're lost, life showers gifts on us. Then we don't have to do a thing - it runs after us like a poodle.

What's going on outside, Ravic?" "Nothing new, Kate. The world goes on eagerly preparing for suicide and at the same time deluding itself about what it's doing." "Will there be war?" "Everyone knows that there will be war. What one does not yet know is when. Everyone expects a miracle." Ravic smiled. "Never before have I seen so many politicians who believe in miracles as at present

He it is still and yet it is not he any longer. His features have become uncertain and faint, like a photographic plate from which two pictures have been taken. Even his voice sounds like ashes.

Frontul e o colivie în care, plin de nervozitate, trebuie s? aÈ™tepÈ›i ce va urma.

To hell with it. What was the use trying to make safe and sure our little life? Sooner or later the great wave must come and sweep it all away. "What about a drink with me, Fred?

Mi alzo: sono contento. Vengano i mesi e gli anni, non mi prenderanno più nulla. Sono tanto solo, tanto privo di speranza che posso guardare dinanzi a me senza timore. La vita, che mi ha portato attraverso questi anni, è ancora nelle mie mani e nei miei occhi. Se io abbia saputo dominarla, non so. Ma finché dura, essa si cercherà la sua strada, vi consenta o non vi consenta quell'essere, che nel mio interno dice io

Kokia ?ia dr?sa? Aš ne iš dr?si?j?. Kartais man b?davo gana baisu. Kaip žmogui, kuris, at?j?s ? teatr?, s?di ne savo vietoje ir vis d?lto neina iš jos.

we stood on the threshold of life. And so it would seem. We had as yet taken no root. The war swept us away. For the others, the older men, it is but an interruption. They are able to think beyond it. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be. We know only that in some strange and melancholy way we have become a waste land.

Take twenty years of my life, comrade, and stand up - take more, for I do not know what I can even attempt to do with it now

The Front is a cage in which we must await fearfully whatever may happen. We lie under the network of arching shells and live in a suspense of uncertainty.

Es lag ihm nichts daran in einer Zeit, wo alles schwankte, etwas aufzubauen, das in kurzer Zeit wieder zusammenstürzen mußte. Es war besser, zu treiben, als Kraft zu verschwenden, sie war das einzige, was unersetzbar war. Überstehen war alles, bis irgendwo wieder ein Ziel sichtbar wurde. Je weniger Kraft man dazu anwandte, umso besser; man hatte sie dann nachher.

Kantorek would say that we stood on the threshold of life. And so it would seem. We had as yet taken no root. The war swept us away. For the others, the older men, it is but an interruption. They are able to think beyond it. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be. We know only that in some strange and melancholy way we have become a wasteland.

G?lm?kd? yax?? el?dim? – Joan soru?du. – Bilmir?m, Joan. – Bilirs?n... Bilm?lis?n!

To me the front is a mysterious whirlpool. Though I am in still water away from its centre, I feel the whirl of the vortex sucking me slowly, irresistibly, inescapably into itself.