Quotes About Uncertainty

Not a day goes by, when I don't ask a cosmic question. Does life have meaning? Or is this all smoke and mirrors? Are we all doomed?

He said at dinner last night, Not a day goes by, when I don't ask a cosmic question. Does life have meaning? Or is this all smoke and mirrors? Are we all doomed?

Everything is coming to an end, I thought. But what does that mean? Why do I say things to myself when I don't even know what they mean?

And we must live with the knowledge that there is no knowledge.

You squirm on the end of a hook, you're a doomed catch from the sea, and you do not even know that you are no longer in the life-sustaining water.

Bent over like a hunchback in my weakness, I carried her out and into the gondola, each stop achingly painful, my movements slow and unsure.

I thought of Merrick. I couldn't know what the coming day would be like for her. I feared for her. I feared for her. I despised myself. And I wanted Merrick terribly. I wanted Louis. I wanted them as my companions, and it was utterly selfish, and yet it seemed a creature could not live without simple companionship which I held in mind.

Our biggest mistake worldwide is our insistence on perceiving every new development as a culmination or a climax. The great "at last" or "inth degree." A constitutional fatalism continuously adjusts itself to the ever-changing present. A pervasive alarmism greets every advance. For two thousand years we have been getting "out of hand.

It's no devil,' I said. 'And why do you say that?' she asked again, as if we hadn't discussed this before. 'Because,' I said, 'the Devil has more important things to do if he exists at all, and on the point of his existence at all I am not certain.' 'Where did you get an idea there was no Devil?' 'Rousseau,' I said. 'His philosophy argues that the worst evil is in man.

I like to think I'm too humble to declare there's nothing. After we die, that is.

Her words were lulling me and making me believe that I was not miserable, but where would this path lead?

When you call on les mystéres you don't always know what you're going to get.

matter that we all die, and do not know where we go when we die, or if a justice or explanation awaits us.

I wanted to feel morally safe, which I would never feel again.

He released her hand back in her own lap. Sometimes you give up what you love to stay alive. Have you ever had to do that? He turned his head to look at her so long it should have been dangerous, but he seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to the road. It's coming, he said. And he turned away, driving into the slowly dawning day.

He needed to keep as far away from her as possible, or they'd end up back in bed together or she'd kill him. And he wasn't sure which he preferred.

Are you certain we're going in the right direction?" He let out an irritated growl. "I'm not certain of anything. I was going on instinct." "Instinct being that you do the opposite of what I suggest?

She had always assumed that when she was old, she would have total confidence, finally. But look at her: still uncertain. In many ways she was more uncertain now than she had been as a girl. And often when she heard herself speaking she was appalled at how chirpy she sounded—how empty-headed and superficial, as if she'd somehow fallen into the Mom role in some shallow TV sitcom. What on earth had happened to her?

The thing about caller ID is," Red said, more or less to himself, "it seems a little like cheating. A person should be willing to take his chances, answering the phone.

dying, you don't get to see how it all turns out. Questions you have asked will go unanswered forever. Will this one of my children settle down? Will that one learn to be happier? Will I ever discover what was meant by such-and-such?

Either she was admirably at ease anywhere or she suffered from a total lack of discrimination; Liam couldn't decide which.

The trouble with dying is you don't get to stay around and see how everything turns out.

He had begun to have spells lately of worrying that he had died, and that everyone knew it but him.

She has. No. Plan.