Quotes About Uncertainty

I wait at the airlock, Gabe on my left side, Patty on my right. Captain Wainwright is three steps in front of us, Richard hovering like an anxious blind date in my head.

The anxiety was bad. The sense of all the ways things could go wrong loomed intensely over me, congealed in a breathless knot behind my sternum. And I kept coming up with new ones.

I don't want to think what might have Col. Frederick Valens running scared.

I could mess up the gravity and get squished. I could get sealed in and spend the rest of my objectively quite short but subjectively probably very long and unhappy existence like a jellyfish in the tubes, drifting along, unable to get out. And both of these seemed preferable in my head to the idea that I was going to have to climb out of this accessway and go get into a physical confrontation with somebody who was armed and didn't mind conflict in the slightest.

Even now, Will realized he could sense Kit's movements with a lover's awareness. He wasn't sure if that comforted or troubled him, but he stepped closer because he could, and raised one hand to touch the hackled raven on his shoulder.

I'd changed my gown for trousers and a chain haulberk, and I had a silver sword I hadn't the faintest idea how to use strapped to the saddle that Whiskey had grudgingly accepted.

Thinking about the future was really doing a number on me.

I don't suppose you know where in Hell we're going?" "Not Hell," Puck said. "Well, perhaps Hell, but I think it unlikely.

Outside, the folded sky of white space-and my time as a free person (was I a free person?)-whisked silently by.

She understood that she was being tested, but she did not know the nature of the test.

You will be quite safe, Master Shakespeare. My lord Salisbury would never permit you to come to harm; you are one of England's treasures in your very own person. But simply too much trouble to be left lying until things are more certain.

Maybe faith is a thing your decide to have, even knowing that it's not safe. Even knowing you could lose it, you could be betrayed at any time.

We're fucked," Seeker confirmed. "Welcome to fairytales. Have a nice day. Canapé?

She didn't know how close to the heresy of the Go-Backs she trod.

He wasn't sure if the salt and iron he tasted was blood and the bridle, or Mehiel's tears.

Endurance is frequently a form of indecision.

"Fun"—it always seemed to leave you at a loss.

Since we do float on an unknown sea, I think we should examine the other floating things that come our way carefully; who knows what may depend on it?

It is a wary business, walking about a strange house you know you are to know well. Only cats and dogs with their more expressive bodies enact the tension we share with them at such times. The you inside gathers up defensively; something is stealing upon you every moment; you will never be the same again.

Young girls like the excess of any quality. Without knowing, they want to suffer, to suffer they must exaggerate; they like to have loud chords struck upon them. Loving art better than life they need men to be actors; only an actor moves them, with his telling smile, undomestic, out of touch with the everyday that they dread. They love to enjoy love as a system of doubts and shocks. They are right; not seeking husbands yet, they have no reason to see love socially.

Did Anna also, sometimes not know what to do next? Because she knew what to do next, because she knew what to laugh at, what to say, did it always follow that she knew where to turn? Inside everyone, is there an anxious person who stands to hesitate in an empty room?

If you look at life one way, there is always cause for alarm.

Too many choices, that's the problem. Sometimes you get to a point, you know?" She looked at his face. His eyes seemed distant. "What do you mean?" He shook his head. "You wake up one day and nothing's the same. It's like you're in the wrong life or something. I don't know how to explain it.

It's hard to see what's good, what's right, when you're in the middle of it.