Quotes About Uncertainty

The fear came from the fact that what he did was unpredictable. He did not play by the rules, and once those rules had been broken, I imagined that anything was possible

Well, love is confusing at all ages, but especially when you're 17.

My love of dynamic complications often led me to avoid simplicity when perhaps it was the wisest choice.

It is easier to keep half a dozen lovers guessing than to keep one lover after he has stopped guessing.

I'm excited about what the future holds. I'm not a fortune-teller; I have no idea how it will play out. People say, "What are you going to do?" I don't know. I kind of love that not knowing.

What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.

I would love a family. I'm at the age where the wish for a child gets stronger. But who knows.

The love goes where it wants; you hear it rustling but you do not know where it's going and where it goes.

I'd love to change the world, but I don't know what to do

Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away

I see that children fill the existential hollowness many people feel; that when we have children, we know they will need us, and maybe love us, but we don't have a clue how hard it is going to be.

As a teenager and even still now being 21, it's always love questions - it's always so confusing.

We are ready for any unforeseen event that may or may not occur.

When you're not sure whether you're in love with someone or not, the answer is not.

I'm not afraid of chaos and I'm happy talking to strangers. I really love not knowing where I'm going.

I don't know what love means.

The importance of information is directly proportional to its improbability.

I love when a director says, "I don't know."

Doing stand-up is like running across a frozen pond with the ice breaking behind you. I love it because it's dangerous.

i'm okay.. is that what you really want me to say?

This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange That even our loves should with our fortunes change, For 'tis a question left us yet to prove, Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.

We need to stop, and admit it: we have a prediction problem. We love to predict things—and we aren't very good at it.

What do any of us really know about love?

The position of the hysterical subject is that he or she always guesses what is behind the curtain, that is why such a subject usually ends up [...] giving up on love.