Quotes About Uncertainty

I love not knowing what's going to happen next. With work, you never know. You rehearse and strive and get it right sometimes, and still you never know. Some people are like that with their marriages. They work and strive and labour and toil at them. God, what a bore! What an unromantic bore!

I guess I didn't feel confident enough to be searching in a big public way. I was very content at the time to toil in obscurity on things that I thought might point me in certain directions or teach me certain things - not knowing what that would be.

In politics, you're like a toilet seat: you're up one day and down the next.

Well, I've thought many times when my career was in the toilet, that I was going to have to seriously consider getting another job, I don't know what I'd do.

MS is so poorly understood. I change day to day, not year to year, so I've no idea how I will be by the end of another full Olympic cycle. Come Tokyo 2020, I don't know whether I'll even be able to do one sport, let alone two.

Neurosis is the inability to tolerate ambiguity.

There are times when I'll send a manuscript to an editor, and I'll think it is the most likely project I've ever sent them. And they might call me the next morning and say they couldn't tolerate it. That happens so frequently that I've given up any expectation of knowing what anybody's going to like.

When I feel it, I got it, 'cause, like, on 'Changes,' I didn't never know what that song was, never knew who it was or who did it, but Tom Brenneck asked me to do that song.

We can't change what is coming. Something is always coming.

The trouble with real life is that you don't know whether you're the hero or just some nice chap who gets bumped off in chapter five to show what a rotter the villain is without anyone minding too much.

It's all in the view. That's what I mean about forever, too. For any one of us our forever could end in an hour, or a hundred years from now. You never know for sure, so you'd better make every second count.

That's not a real answer.' Says who?' Says me. I mean real fear, like of failure, of death, of regret. Like that. Something that keeps you awake nights, questioning your very existence.' Clowns.

There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.

What you have to decide... is how you want your life to be. If your forever was ending tomorrow, would this be how you'd want to have spent it? Listen, the truth is, nothing is guaranteed. You know that more than anybody. So dont be afraid. Be alive.

I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.

It's all in the view. That's what I mean about forever, too. For any one of us our forever could end in an hour, or a hundred years from now. You never know for sure, so you'd better make every second count.

in the chaos of war, I would have looked simply small, and therefore neither a promise nor a threat.

Uncertainty is more contagious than the plague. Cesare

Sometimes I have a terrible suspicion that the whole tragedy, from first to last, has no meaning.

What Is Art?150 I'm beginning to think that maybe I'm exceedingly vulgar — and the funny thing about it is — I don't understand — I get the shapes in my head — can never make them exactly like I want to — but there is a fascination about trying — And then too — there is the delicious probability that I don't know anything about what Art is — So it's fun to make the stuff —

All living seems to be changed — It's as though the sky will never be clear again —

You've been wondering lately when the moment is that somebody is truly lost to you.

I have this feeling - of being unplugged and too far from the socket and what remains is a red warning bar.

It doesn't change a thing. Not a damned thing. I didn't want to fall in love with you, Vicky, and I don't intend to stay in love with you. It's temporary,it won't last.' Vicky smiled tremulously, stroking his hair. 'Darling, don't say that . . I'll die if you stop loving me ..." -Scott & Vicky