Quotes About Uncertainty

A place with no handholds,no landmarks,no past at all:That would have been too much like dying

All this is pure speculation. I don't really know what men used to say. I had only their words for it.

I sink down into my body as into a swamp, fenland, where only I know the footing. Treacherous ground, my own territory.

She rents herself a large, empty apartment on the top floor of a house. She has no long-term plans. At night she listens to the radio and cooks subsistence meals, and cries onto her plate.

The aliens arrive. We like the part where we get saved. We like the part where we get destroyed. Why do those feel so similar? Either way, it's an end.

I waver, I waver. But tomorrow is another day.

Alone among the animals, we suffer from the future perfect tense.

Her life began to seem long. Her adrenalin was running out. Soon she would be thirty, and all she could see ahead was more of the same.

Maybe nothing happened, maybe these emotions I remember are not the right emotions.

Can't play it safe, can't play at all any more

If in doubt, play dumb," said Ada

Who are you, my reader? And when are you? Perhaps tomorrow, perhaps fifty years from now, perhaps never.

I stand in the dark, start to unbutton. Then I hear something inside my body. I've broken, something has cracked, that must be it. Noise is coming up, coming out, of the broken place, in my face. Without warning: I wasn't thinking about here or there or anywhere. If I let the noise get out into the air it will be laughter, too loud, too much of it, someone is bound to hear.

Nothing is ever settled," says Jocelyn. "Every day is different. Isn't it better to do something because you've decided to? Rather than because you have to?" "No, it isn't," says Charmaine. "Love isn't like that. With love, you can't stop yourself." She wants the helplessness, she wants…

Returning from the dead used to be something I did well I began asking why I began forgetting how

At the subatomic level, you can't even say that matter exists. You can only say that it has a tendency to exist.' 'You're confusing Cordelia," I say. Cordelia has lit a cigarette and is looking out the window, where several squirrels are chasing one another around the lawn. She is paying no attention to any of this. Stephen considers Cordelia. "Cordelia has a tendency to exist," is what he says.

Anyway, you don't know what's going to happen. I'm only just thickening the plot. --I'd say it was pretty thick already. Thick plots are my specialty. If you want a thinner kind, look elsewhere.

Por que achei que apesar de tudo as coisas correriam normalmente? Acho que porque já estávamos ouvindo notícias como aquelas há muito tempo. Você não acredita que o céu está caindo até que um pedaço dele caia em cima de você.

did I think it would nonetheless be business as usual? Because we'd been hearing these things for so long, I suppose. You don't believe the sky is falling until a chunk of it falls on you.

It's going to be all right, I said, prayed in my head. Oh let it. Let us cross, let us across. Just this once and I'll do anything. What I thought I could do for whoever was listening that would be of the least use or even interest I'll never know.

Everything in his life was temporary, ungrounded. Language itself had lost its solidity; it had become thin, contingent, slippery, a viscid film on which he was sliding around like an eyeball on a plate. An eyeball that could still see, however. That was the trouble.

When nothing is sure, everything is possible.

It is only when our fate hangs in the balance, when our very life depends on something, that we see whether or not we trust that the rope to which we are clinging will support us. If we do not, then we let of of the ledge and swing on it with our full weight.

On a voyage of exploration, how can you price what you'll find before you even set sail?