Quotes About Surmise

Man lives in a world of surmise, of mystery, of uncertainties.

WAGs... That's a technical term we engineers use. It means 'Wild-Assed Guess'.

I want knowledge. Not belief. Not surmise. But knowledge. I want God to put out His hand, show His face, speak to me.

Let the red dawn surmise What we shall do, When this blue starlight dies And all is through." (The Yellow Sign)

In the week which preceded the outbreak of the Second World War – days of surmise and apprehension which cannot, without irony, be called the last days of peace – and on the Sunday morning when all doubts were finally resolved and misconceptions corrected, three rich women thought first and mainly of Basil Seal.

Let the red dawn surmise What we shall do, When this blue starlight dies And all is through.

It was idle to speculate, to build pyramids of surmise on a foundation of ignorance.

we are suffering from a plethora of surmise, conjecture, and hypothesis.

The tragedy has been so uncommon, so complete and of such personal importance to so many people, that we are suffering from a plethora of surmise, conjecture, and hypothesis. The difficulty is to detach the framework of fact—of absolute undeniable fact—from the embellishments of theorists and reporters. Then, having established ourselves upon this sound basis, it is our duty to see what inferences may be drawn and what are the special points upon which the whole mystery turns.

The tiny Lilliputians surmise that Gulliver's watch may be his god, because it is that which, he admits, he seldom does anything without consulting.

With victory, the denizens of Room 13 emerged, blinking, into the light. An anonymous poet in Section 17M marked the occasion with a verse entitled "De Profundibus." In the depths of the fusty dungeons, In the bowels of NID Where wild surmise or blatant lies Are digested for those at sea, The in-trays are all empty, The dreary toil is done, And with mental daze and bleary gaze The Troglodytes see the sun.

Swag?" "Scientific wild ass guess.

These are all just informed guesses.

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smothered in surmise, And nothing is but what is not.

His surmise proved correct and saved the fleet days of aimless investigation.

They all began to guess.

as it assured her that Darcy was not less answerable for Wickham's absence than if her first surmise had been just, every feeling of displeasure against the former was so sharpened by immediate disappointment, that she could hardly reply with tolerable civility to the polite inquiries which he directly afterwards approached to make.

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smothered in surmise, And nothing is but what is not.

And yet nothing of what he surmised meant a goddamn thing. None of his great ideas disposed of a single one of her difficulties.