Quotes About Uncertainty

The uncertainty of tomorrow can only be understood by those who don't know for sure if they will live another day.

He looked both proud and guilty of something. As if happiness was a reward and he wasn't sure he'd done enough to deserve it.

Jed thought he understood. It was like when his radios were thrown away. You could shrug your shoulders, put on a face that said you didn't care, but you did and nothing could ever be secure again. The next time security appeared as a possibility, you smashed it yourself. And went on smashing it. That, he was sure, was how Creed felt.

It seems to me that part of the true function of a mystery is precisely that it remains unsolved. The world would be far too neat a place if the things that puzzled us were always, eventually, explained. We need unanswered questions at the edges of our lives. In fact, I'd go further. It's important not to think we can understand everything. Not to understand. The humility that can come from that. The wonder.

He'd learned something. Life was booby-trapped and there was no easy passage through. You had to jump from colour to colour, from happiness to happiness. And all those possible explosions in between. It could be all over any time.

Sometimes the weak will last for years, while the strong will suddenly collapse and die.

We cannot foresee when a bolt from the blue will put an end to the best-laid plans of mice and men.

There is no moral to the story, any more than there is a moral to life. We cannot foresee when a bolt from the blue will put an end to the best-laid plans of mice and men.

Coincidence is the superstition of the skeptic.

Few expected very much of Franklin Roosevelt on Inauguration Day in 1933. Like Barack Obama seventy-six years later, he was succeeding a failed Republican president, and Americans had voted for change. What that change might be Roosevelt never clearly said, probably because he himself didn't know.

When you have never done a thing before and that thing is not simply and clearly right or wrong, you frequently do not know if it is a cruel thing, you just go ahead and do it. Maybe later you'll be able to determine whether you acted cruelly. Too late, of course, but at least you'll know.

One feels that things are about to change. I have felt this all my life. It is a readiness that robs every act of meaning, making every situation obsolete, putting the present into the past.

Where are we?' the mouse child asked his father. His voice was tiny in the stillness of the night. 'I don't know' the father replied. 'What are we Papa?'. 'I don't know. We must wait and see'.

La elección es creativa y, por lo tanto, impredecible. Al toparse con una elección predecible, ya no se trata propiamente de una elección.

Sin bravely...We will never have all the facts to make a perfect judgement, but with the aid of basic experience we must leap bravely into the future.

Steven wrote to me today, saying, 'Don't you feel like sticking your head out of the window and yelling, "I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!!!"' Yes, absolutely. Solidarity. Fear is always the same. Different worries with different scripts, but the same baseline fear.

Just try it," he murmurs, reaching over to cover my hand gently. And I think, Whoa, that's never happened before! Then: Is he just doing that because he thinks Wyatt is interested? And, finally, this: Who the hell cares?!

Her mother came into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "Sometimes life doesn't turn out the way we think it will, but it could mean that better things are at the door.

Our faith in the present dies out long before our faith in the future.

We grow in time to trust the future for our answers.

But what if--- Most of what if never happens.

Even now he could not say in his heart of hearts for which side he would draw his blade when he was finally called upon. What was a child of two worlds to do?

Talking with this girl is like trying to catch fleas, you never know which way she was going to jump.

From somewhere in the garden came a burble of childish laughter. He [Ruso] reached forward, put his arms around her [Tilla's] waist and rested his head against the belly that was not holding his baby, and perhaps never would. "Everyone else," he said. "Why not us?