Quotes About Uncertainty

Some of them carry paralytic rabies, but it is hard to know which ones.

There is no such thing as paranoia. Your worse fears can come true at any moment.

On some nights Fate will pick you up like a chicken and slam you around on the walls until your body feels like a beanbag. . . . BOOM! BLOOD! DEATH! So long, Bubba--You knew it would End like this. . . .

You bought the ticket, now take the ride.

These things happen. One day you run everything, and the next day you run like a dog.

becoming a grown-up did not mean good things were waiting for you.

A capitalist economy cannot be maintained, however, if it oscillates between threats of an imminent collapse of asset values and employment and threats of accelerating inflation and rampant speculation, especially if the threats are sometimes realized. If the market mechanism is to function well, we must arrange to constrain the uncertainty due to business cycles so that the expectations that guide investment can reflect a vision of tranquil progress.

He hit and fatally injured my innocent and unfortunate uncle whose muttered last words in hospital, before his coma became a full stop, were: 'My God, the buggers've learned to fly...

That would require faith. I do not beliebe in faith. I believe it exists but I do not believe it works. I don't know what the rules are here; I can't risk throwing everything away on a long shot.

In 2018, it's still too soon to know whether the tech revolution will kill more jobs than it creates.

You never get real adventures without a bit of risk somewhere.

Hm,' said Bond. 'Bogeyman stuff.

If one could be right every hand, none of us would be here,' he said philosophically.

Where am I?' he asked and was surprised that his voice sounded firm and clear.

Four bad rubbers would be double his income for a year. If something went wrong he'd look pretty stupid. Have to borrow from M. And M wasn't a particularly rich man. Suddenly he saw that this ridiculous game might end in a very nasty mess.

It was one of those days when it seemed to James Bond that all life, as someone put it, was nothing but a heap of six to four against.

When anything can happen, everything matters.

Cecilia wondered, as she sometimes did when she met a man for the first time, if this was the one she was going to marry, and whether it was this particular moment she would remember for the rest of her life - with gratitude, or profound and particular regret.

Something has happened, hasn't it? ... It's like being up close to something so large you don't even see it. Even now, I'm not sure I can. But I know it's there.

At the back of my mind I had a sense of us sitting about waiting for some terrible event, and then I would remember that it had already happened.

I am uncertain whether our civilization at this turn of the millennium is cursed by too much or too little belief, whether people like Bernard and June cause the trouble, or people like me.

Lingering here, bored and comfortable, was a form of self-punishment tinged with pleasure, or the expectation of it; if she went away something bad might happen or, worse, something good, something she could not afford to miss.

The present is the frailest of improbable constructs. It could have been different. Any part of it, or all of it, could be otherwise.

Self-aware existence. I'm lucky to have it, but there are times when I think that I ought to know better what to do with it. What it's for. Sometimes it seems entirely pointless.