Quotes About Uncertainty

Could it really happen like this?" he asked. "That a girl like you can make me feel..." "Make you feel what?" "Make me feel," he said.

Ruthie's story wasn't a love story, though, so this wasn't a beginning, or an end. It could be too late, no matter what Penny thought. No matter what she herself thought, or Joe thought, or how deeply they would fall. Whatever was going to happen could fall apart or melt away. It could be frost on a windowpane, dew on the grass. But stop, look, how beautiful is that.

Child, you're just flying blind, and it's okay. That's how life is, darlin'. We're all flying blind.

The reward of great men is that, long after they have died, one is not quite sure that they are dead.

There are moments when everything goes well; don't be frightened, it won't last.

We were alone. Where, I could not say, hardly imagine. All was black, and such a dense black that, after some minutes, my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer.

Nichts ist stabiler als die Fahrt in den Abgrund.

Wenn von zwei ausschließlichen Varianten eine die Katastrophe, die andere das Warten auf die Katastrophe bereithält, so räumt das Abwarten doch wenigstens dem Zufall eine winzige Chance ein.

Sie weiß immer noch nicht, wie es weitergehen soll, aber sie weiß wenigstens, wie es nicht weitergeht, und das ist vielleicht alles, was ein Mensch im Leben wissen kann.

Der Physiker, allein gelassen, erhebt die eigene Existenz zum Zweifelsfall und ermittelt gegen sich selbst.

He thinks and speaks with a ruthlessness that makes no attempt to find dialectical excuses for the eternal uncertainty of humankind. Anyone who claims that truth is dependent on usefulness, anyone who openly admits that knowing and believing are essentially the same for limited beings such as humans, is clearly a nihilist in a class of his own.

Creativity is always a leap of faith. You're faced with a blank page, blank easel, or an empty stage.

Yo, fatalista, mirando la vida llegándose y alejándose de mis semejantes. Yo, dentro de mí misma, siempre en espera de algo que no acierta mi mente. Me, fatalist, watching life coming and going from my contemporaries. Me, inside myself, always waiting for something that my mind can't define. ("Momentos/Moments")

Ready how? Who's ever ready for anything important?

When it comes to ye, lass, I doubt even my sanity

No sabes nada, no sabes si seré capaz de hacerlo, si me perderé o llegaré a tiempo, no sabes qué haré si me detienen, no sabes si hablaré... Yo no puedo asegurarte nada, sólo que lo intentaré, que procuraré llegar a la hora que me digas al lugar que me indiques, que entregaré el paquete y que cuidaré de que nadie me siga. Sólo eso.

Quiero creer. Necesito creer. Pero no sé si creo.

sometimes there are reasons for our fears that we can't quite explain. Sometimes it's just something we feel in our bones, something we know to be true, but would sound foolish to anyone else.

But when Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back!

I didn't think I should die but I did not know how I would Live.

It was funny, he reflected later, how one's life could alter in an instant, how one minute everything could be a certain way, and the next it's simply ... not

When the dead body said, "Good evening," Annabel had to face the grim conclusion that it wasn't as dead as she'd hoped.

Children," Lady Bridgerton said with a sigh as she retook her seat. "I am never quite certain if I'm glad I had them.

Caroline Trent hadn't meant to shoot Percival Prewitt, but she had, and now he was dead. Or at least she thought he was dead.