Quotes About Uncertainty

I don't have much desire to move to LA much yet. I don't think you can expect it any time soon, but who knows what can happen in the future.

To quote a famous philosopher revered in my time 'But this is no different from regular life. When have you ever known what's going to happen in the future?' Wait a minute, Jonah thought. I said that. Back at Westminster, with Katherine. Does that mean I'm going to be a famous philosopher in the future? Does that mean I'm going to be revered? There wasn't time to ask.

Oh, Myr, he chokes out. I hate having to ask this of you... He glances towards the car again, and I crouch down in the shadows, hoping it's too dark for him to see whether the window is open or closed. The woman pats his arm, cradling her hand against his elbow. You know I'd do anything for you and Hil, she says. I like her voice. It's throaty and rich. You'd do anything? my father repeats numbly. Even now? After -? Even now, the woman says firmly.

It's like I'd been walking a tightrope with a big safety net underneath me, but I never really thought about the net until someone took it away. And then every single step scared me to death.

Somehow this change was even scarier than all the people downstairs, because Jordan could have an identical twin; there could be kids who looked like his parents' childhood pictures. The bunk beds were impossible.

Something surprising occurred to Finn. Are you all scared? he asked. Just because you don't know where the spinning room took us? Does it scare you that much when you don't know stuff? He jumped up to the next higher step. You should all remember what it's like to be a second grader. There's lots of stuff I don't know or understand, and I'm fine.

Luke thought he'd been escaping danger when he took Lee Grant's identity. Why did he suddenly feel like he'd only traded one peril for another?

We'd better get going." Caramon glanced around uneasily. "We show up like a jewel in a gypsy dancer's navel.

Death is life's one great certainty

Fear of the unknown is always the most difficult to overcome.

Un "perché" è sempre pericoloso – disse Haplo – mette in forse vecchi, confortevoli sistemi di vita, costringe la gente a pensare a quello che fa, anziché farlo semplicemente senza pensare. Non c'è da stupirsi se le persone ne hanno paura - Io credo che il pericolo non risieda tanto nel chiedere "perchè" quanto nel credere di essere giunti alla risposta definitiva – osservò Alfred come parlando a se stesso.

Ordeals never turn out the way you expect them. Usually when the ones you are expecting finally arrive there is no question of decision at all, and the ordeals of decision turn up on quite other occasions.

A prolonged silence ensues. The reason for the silence is our growing interest one for the other. No one is aware of it, no one yet; no one? am I quite sure?

You ask: Why is the malady of death fatal? She answers: Because whoever has it doesn't know he's a carrier, of death. And also because he's like to die without any life to die to, and without even knowing that's what he's doing.

She opens her eyes, says: Stop lying. She says she hopes she'll never know anything, anything in the world, the way you do. She says: I don't want to know anything the way you do, with that death-derived certainty, that hopeless monotony, the same every day of your life, every night, and that deadly routine of lovelessness.

Gözlerini açar, art?k yalan söylemeyin der. Dünyadaki hiçbir ÅŸeyi, hiçbir zaman sizin bildiÄŸiniz ÅŸekliyle bilmeyeceÄŸini umduÄŸunu söyler. Hiçbir ÅŸeyi sizin bildiÄŸiniz ÅŸekliyle bilmek istemem der, ölümün yol açt??? kesinlikle, hatat?n?z?n her gününde her gecesinde birbirine benzeyen o umars?z tekdüzelikle, sevme yoksunluÄŸunun o ölümcül iÅŸleyiÅŸiyle.

She's where she has to be, placed here. She feels a tinge of fear. It's as if this must be not only what she expects, but also what had to happen especially to her.

Vi?t v?n là tìm cách bi?t trÆ°á»›c ???c mình s? vi?t gì n?u mình vi?t - ng??i ta ch? bi?t Ä'i?u này sau Ä'ó - còn trÆ°á»›c Ä'ó, là câu h?i hóc búa nh?t mà ng??i ta có th? ??t ra cho mình. NhÆ°ng cÅ©ng là câu h?i lá»›n nh?t.

y no estaba segura, de repente, de no haberle amado con un amor que le hubiera pasado inadvertido por haberse perdido en la historia como el agua en la arena y que lo reconocía sólo ahora en este instante de la música lanzada a través del mar.

C'était là le point faible de cette vie, le seul définitif: on ne spécule pas sur son enfant.On croit couver un petit aigle et il vous sort de dessous le bureau un serin. Et qu'y faire? Quel recours a-t-on contre ce sort d'injuste?

We lose track of everything, and of everyone, even ourselves. The facts of my father's life are less known to me than those of the life of Hadrian. My own existence, if I had to write of it, would be reconstructed by me from externals, laboriously, as if it were the life of someone else: I should have to turn to letters, and to the recollections of others, in order to clarify such uncertain memories. What is ever left but crumbled walls, or masses of shade?

On peut dire que tout est prédestiné, que tout est un arrangement extrêmement savant dont nous ne voyons qu'une toute petite partie. On peut dire aussi que tout est chaos, et je me heurterai à ce dilemme jusqu'au bout. (p. 166)

Maar de menselijke geest accepteert niet graag dat hij afhankelijk is van het toeval, dat hij slechts het voorbijgaande product is van kansen waarover geen enkele god zeggenschap heeft, hijzelf zeker niet.

Nuestra vida. Una vida que sólo a nosotros pertenece, que no viviremos más que una vez y que no estamos seguros de comprender del todo.