Quotes About Uncertainty

He felt as if he stood at the very top of a high cliff. Take a step back and all was safe and familiar. But going forward required a singular leap of faith—and he was a man of little faith, particularly when it came to himself. But he wanted her to look at him again as if he were full of possibilities. As if they were full of possibilities.

She was proud one moment, covetous the next, and then fearful the moment after that. It would always be like this, wouldn't it, being the wife of a man she loved but couldn't trust, whose true motives were as murky as the bottom of the sea?

He sighed. The sound conveyed no impatience, only a deep wistfulness. "You are telling me that before you can be sure of your affections, you must be sure of yourself.

Do you believe in reincarnation?" "I . . . I don't know." "I do. Next lifetime, let's not waste years upon years. Let's be friends from the very beginning.

Usually one feels aimless because one isn't sure yet what one wants—until one does, a proper strategy can't be formulated." Charlotte studied Livia a moment. "But in your case, it's possible you know exactly what you want, but you're afraid to want it, let alone pursue it.

Only my anxiety is constant: When I hope, I'm anxious that my hopes will come to nothing; when I fear, I'm anxious that my fears will all come true.

The accompanying note from her younger sister, on the other hand, said next to nothing. Lord Ingram stared at it. How should he interpret this apparent coolness on Holmes's part? She'd long been open in her desire to take him as her lover.Now that it had happened, were two forays to his bed enough? Were his days of being propositioned by Holmes over? And what would he do if that was the case?

Usually one feels aimless because one isn't sure yet what one wants -- until one does, a proper strategy can't be formulated. But in your case, it's possible you know exactly what you want, but you're afraid to want it, let alone pursue it.

this distinctive confusion: these days, whether you are online or not, it is easy for people to end up unsure if they are closer together or further apart.

It's too late to leave the future to the futurists.

We will probably have the nagging feeling that we are not doing things right. This is good because confronting our negative feelings and our fear of incompetence can help us begin analysis.

Given what Aidan knew about Mick's sneaky intentions, he was quick to decline. Besides, just last night he'd determined to give Liz the space she claimed to want. He could hardly argue against it being the smart thing to do for both of them. The less fodder these matchmakers had to work with, the better off they'd both be. And with his own uncertainty about how long he'd stick around Chesapeake Shores, why start something he might not be around to finish?

It seemed doubts popped up like dandelions, unwelcome but hardy.

Taking it day by day, seeing how things go? Last I heard planning only gives God a good laugh.

The only certainty, whether spoken or not, is that the doctors, nurses, and technicians are fighting not only death but their own uncertainties as well. In most resuscitations, those can be narrowed down to two main questions: Are we doing the right things? and, Should we be doing anything at all?

if peace and dignity are what we delude ourselves to expect, most of us will die wondering what we, or our doctors, have done wrong.

I may stay here in this town another day or I may go on to another town. No one knows where I am. I am taking this bath in life, as you see, and when I have had enough of it I shall go home feeling refreshed.

It's no use. I find it impossible to work with security staring me in the face.

With a little gasp he sees himself as merely a leaf blown by the wind through the streets of his village. He knows that in spite of all the stout talk of his fellows he must live and die in uncertainty, a thing blown by winds, a thing destined like corn to wilt in the sun.

Never did he succeed in getting what he wanted out of life and he did not know what he wanted.

The devil—one might face anything if one but knew what was to be faced! ~117, SA: Sh. Stories, 1962

From being quite sure of himself and his future he becomes not at all sure. If he be an imaginative boy a door is torn open and for the first time he looks out upon the world, seeing, as though they marched in procession before him, the countless figures of men who before his time have come out of nothingness into the world, lived their lives and again disappeared into nothingness. The sadness of sophistication has come to the boy.

It is no use. I find it impossible to work with security staring me in the face.

Whether it's a major decision like accepting a job, or a minor decision like what to order at a restaurant, people struggling with anxiety often find themselves frozen like a deer in the headlights when it comes time to decide.