Quotes About Uncertainty

But a disguise could go too far. Catching sight of myself in the broken windows of the gatehouse, I loosened the knot of my tie. I was still unsure what role I was playing.

In a real war, no one knew which side he was on, and there were no flags or commentators or winners.

Our greatest fears lie in anticipation.

When a woman utters the name of a man but twice a day, there is perhaps some uncertainty about her feelings toward him—but if thrice?—Oh! oh!

Even thrones rise and fall in France with fearful rapidity. Fifteen years have wreaked their will on a great empire, a monarchy, and a revolution. No one can now dare to count upon the future.

Anything may be expected and anything may be supposed of a woman who is in love.

Was that what it means to be an adult, to live with ugly ambiguities?

If someone could give me some sort of evidence that what we're doing is really love, I'd be so tremendously relieved...

She walks away as if she were going to disappear. I wonder if I'll ever see her again." I turned and saw her yellow blouse receding into the distance as she walked along the busy street. She looked like a balloon someone had let loose in the sky. We watched her go.

If someone could give me some sort of evidence that what we're doing here is really love, I'd be so tremendously relieved that I'd probably kneel down at that person's feet. And if it isn't love, if it's eventually going to end, I want to go on sleeping like this; I want to stop hearing the phone when he calls. Let me be alone again.

La sensación de no ver el final del túnel todavía no se había disipado. En esos días, yo tenía que contentarme con el presente, porque temía que, si apartaba la mirada de él, la pena me embargaría y, sin embargo, precisamente eso contribuía a ese extraño estado de felicidad

these people, struggling so hard to impose a shape on a life when life has no shape

Maybe I was afraid of seeing anything as absolute. I wanted to keep moving, like a stream, and I wanted to go on watching everything from a distance. That's how I was. I felt close to people, but I didn't have any friends I could really share my life with, our hearts melting together. Something always failed to communicate.

When you've fallen in love, broken up, lost a love one, and start getting older, everything seems the same. I couldn't tell what was good and what was bad, what was better and what was worse. I simply didn't want to have any more bad memories. I wished that time could stop, and summer will never come to an end. I felt vulnerable.

I'll wait until then—I won't forget you. I don't want things to end like this, only having known you during this strange time. But right now, I just can't think about the future.

Without a prospect in sight, day after day went by, like losing one's mind bit by bit. I would repeat to myself, like a prayer: It's all right, it's all right, the day will come when you'll pull out of this.

We'd given up thinking about things as though we understood them, or even as though we could, and committed to living our days like a continuous length of thread we were each spinning.

Certo, osserviamo tutti il mondo da dentro una scatola, e se fossimo dentro a un'altra la penseremmo diversamente. Ma visto che è in questa che siamo, possiamo solo continuare a vivere considerandola la migliore in assoluto, pur dubitandone di tanto in tanto.

In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions, much of one's life history is etched in the senses. And things of no particular importance, or irreplaceable thing, can suddenly resurface in a café one winter night.

The whole time I was with him there was that feeling of ephemerality, uncertainty. If that was a premonition of what was to come, what a sorrowful one it was.

There's someone I might be getting closer to, that's all. But it's not quite coming together yet. I think I'm not ready, either," I said. "Have you got ED?" she said. "Um, no, for a number of different reasons," I said, "but it might be something similar.

Con tutta me stessa avrei voluto fermarmi: smettere di camminare, smettere di vivere. Il pensiero che ci sarebbe stato un domani, e poi un dopodomani, e poi una settimana, non mi era mai sembrato tanto insopportabile. Continuare a vivere nei giorni a venire con quella sensazione di sconforto totale mi ripugnava. Mi era ingrata anche la mia stessa figura che percorreva le strade come quelle di qualsiasi altro passante notturno senza rivelare lo scompiglio che aveva dentro.

beyond that, I couldn't say. There's no point thinking about the future. That

For all I know . . . my stomach clenched. She might be more desperate than she appeared, and could disappear just like Dad had. Then, in an instant, I'd never be able to be near her again.