Quotes About Uncertainty

Here I had no idea what I was even meant to do, and if I didn't like it, still, I wanted to neglect my duties deliberately, and not just because I was a stupid girl who didn't know what they were.

each one of them was a story whose unhappy ending hadn't been written yet, and in its place I'd inscribed one line with my own hand: And then they graduated from the Scholomance.

there is no decision to be made at present; and because we do not know what may be wrong there, we cannot think of something to do now. So you should not worry until we have arrived and seen how matters stand.

But I had not known that I was strong enough to do any of those things until they were over and I had done them. I had to do the work first, not knowing

Lots of us up for first run today," Alfie said, in the bright sort of way that someone might say, Well, looks like rain, doesn't it! when it's sheeting down and you've taken shelter under an awning with five people who've all got knives drawn, and you're quietly reaching into your pocket for a handgun.

Most days weren't clear when you were in them.

It is difficult to predict what our finest moments will be, but we know when they happen.

There are people we have never seen who are busy thinking up things we should be worried about.

Any of them could have a disaster before the school year is over. You could have a disaster an hour from now. Bending over. Something could hit you. People carry guns in glove compartments and lunch boxes. Cars spin out of control in minor drizzle. The more you know, really, the more you have to worry and fret about. It's a miracle anyone can sleep at all.

OVER-CAUTION. The person who takes no chances, generally has to take whatever is left when others are through choosing. Over-caution is as bad as under-caution. Both are extremes to be guarded against. Life itself is filled with the element of chance.

The worn tired stars say you shall die early and die dirty. The clean cold stars say you shall die late and die clean. The runaway stars say you shall never die at all, never at all.

I cannot tell you now; When the wind's drive and whirl Blow me along no longer, And the wind's a whisper at last - Maybe I'll tell you then some other time.

It's going to come out all right—do you know? The sun, the birds, the grass—they know. They get along—and we'll get along. Some days will be rainy and you will sit waiting And the letter you wait for won't come, 5 And I will sit watching the sky tear off gray and gray And the letter I wait for won't come.

It's going to come out all right—do you know? The sun, the birds, the grass—they know. They get along—and we'll get along. Some days will be rainy and you will sit waiting And the letter you wait for won't come, And I will sit watching the sky tear off gray and gray And the letter I wait for won't come.

Our knowledge of circumstances has increased, but our uncertainty, instead of having diminished, has only increased. The reason of this is, that we do not gain all our experience at once, but by degrees; so our determinations continue to be assailed incessantly by fresh experience; and the mind, if we may use the expression, must always be under arms.

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe nothing's wrong and I'm just paranoid. I'll know when they come in. I'll see it in their faces.

When nothing is for sure, we remain alert, perennially on our toes. It is more exciting not to know which bush the rabbit is hiding behind than to behave as though we knew everything.

The world is incomprehensible. We won't ever understand it; we won't ever unravel its secrets. Thus we must treat the world as it is: a sheer mystery.

Alguien dijo una vez que en el momento en que te paras a pensar si quieres a alguien. Ya has dejado de quererle para siempre.

No tienes derecho a decirme eso, Daniel. Tú no me conoces. —Dime que estoy equivocado y me iré. ¿Le quieres? Nos miramos un largo rato en silencio. —No lo sé —murmuró por fin—. No lo sé. —Alguien dijo una vez que en el momento en que te paras a pensar si quieres a alguien, ya has dejado de quererle para siempre —dije.

A veces dudo de mi memoria y me pregunto si únicamente seré capaz de recordar lo que nunca sucedió

Alguien dijo que una vez que en el momento en que te paras a pensar si quieres a alguien, ya has dejado de quererle para siempre.

El tiempo me ha enseñado a no perder las esperanzas, pero a no confiar demasiado en ellas.

Time has taught me not to lose hope, yet not to trust too much in hope either. Hope is cruel, and has no conscience.