Quotes About Uncertainty

If you can't trust your can opener, then what? Is your wastebasket going to get you?

It's the time to run away an' hide under the bed, an' hope the world's still in one piece when you come out again.

But think of how much worse it would be to sit here, not knowing. Until the Dead choke the Ratterlin and Hedge walks across the dry bed of the river to batter down the door.

You are an adventurer! exclaimed Sylvie. She tore herself away from the window and handed the glasses back to her. But I suppose that could work. Only, what will happen afterwards? 'I was planning to worry about afterwards when there is an afterwards, replied Leaf. And I'm not an adventurer. At least not by choice. I've done that once and learned my lesson. No more adventures without knowing what I'm getting into. They wouldn't be adventures, then, said Sylvie.

Are you . . . are you the athask? The great one?" "Maybe," said Mogget. "I can't remember." "Mogget

Is it a lack of faith to be thinking that we're all going to be slain or captured and sunk into the Hot Lake?" asked one of the four chosen archers. "Yes," snapped the Carp.

So ask yourself: "If the stock market drops 25 percent tomorrow, would I be tempted to pull all or some of my money out?" If the answer is yes, you're probably unprepared for the ups and downs of the stock market.

Misinformation, rumors, and gossip are making this time stressful for everyone.

As we enter a new year, I'm reminded that we can't cling to the security of the past, or even today. We have to keep moving on into an insecure future, where we don't know what will happen. But we don't move into the future alone. The One who loves us best will be there with us every step of the way.

And it really doesn't matter if we're under our desks with our hands over our heads or not, does it? No, said Mrs. Baker. It doesn't really matter. So, why are we practicing? She thought for a minute. Because it gives comfort, she said. People like to think that if they're prepared then nothing bad can really happen. And perhaps we practice because we feel as if there's nothing else we can do because sometimes it feels as if life is governed by the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.

We don't know where we're going, but we're not going to stray from familiar paths.

he wasn't sure if it was good and clean or not. He

As if my whole life up to that time had somehow been safe and now I would ruin all that because, you know, catamarans flip over.

H)e had learned the primary rule about danger. It would come if it would come. You could try to be ready for it, you could plan on it, you could even expect it, but it would come when it wanted to come.

He had forgotten the most important thing about living in the wilderness, the one thing he'd thought he would never forget-expect the unexpected. What you didn't think would get you, would get you. Plan on the worst and be happy when it didn't come.

The thing with dying was to try to not die and make death take you with surprise.

Will, have you been paying attention to the number of times we had to go one passage farther than the first left? I've been trying to. Why? This place is really getting to me. I don't like the idea of spending the rest of my life down here. Will sighed. Relax, Sarah. Just lie down and go to sleep. Humor me and tell me how many times. Okay. Three. We've hit three dead ends. It's four, Will. I knew that. I was just checking to see if you were on your toes.

He had forgotten the most important thing about living in the wilderness, the one thing he'd thought he would never forget—expect the unexpected. What you didn't think would get you, would get you. Plan on the worst and be happy when it didn't come.

There were so many variables, so many ways to go wrong.

I am a kind of joke, but the question is: which kind? My job is to keep everyone guessing.

That spring and summer it became impossible to glance out the window without entertaining questions of physics, of multiverses collapsing onto themselves, of time lines breaking off like Antarctic ice shelves. Was all this really happening: masks and tyrants, aerosol sprays and gun-toting clowns?

I think she's trying. Trying what? She's trying to figure it out. Aren't we all? No, I don't think so.

We are finally no longer critically relevant to the world economy. The rest of the globe is strong enough to decouple from us. We, our country, our city, our infrastructure, are in a state of freefall.

It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have begun our real work and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.1