Quotes About Unpredictability

Always let life be wild. Forever have life be interesting.

Life is not meant to follow a pattern. Every moment has a multitude of realms.

Sometimes a butterfly flaps its wings and the weather turns out fine.

Now it feels like living with her is a series of small explosions, like he never knows what is coming next.

Friends are the fruitcake of life - some nutty, some soaked in alcohol, some sweet.

There is nothing constant in this world but inconsistency.

There is nothing in this world constant, but inconstancy.

Whatever the opposite of a plan is, that's what I've got.

They can trigger me. But they'll never figure me out.

The world is always changing brightness and hotness and soundness, I never know how it's going to be the next minute.

When asked what characteristics Nobel prize winning physicists had in common Ø› I cannot think of a single one, not even intelligence

In war, no variable is more important, and less easy to control, than the element of surprise.

The policemen agreed they were living with a most peculiar fellow. One moment he was reading classical literature in the original French and quoting Tennyson, and the next he would be discussing the best way to blow up a train.

Still, the situation was far from normal.

In making the decisions we made in March 2008, we could not know all that would transpire.

You always have to reflect how you can become an awkward team to play against.

Disasters happen. Nature refuses to cooperate with the best-laid plans of kings and lesser men alike.

Horror audiences don't need to see some TV actor they're familiar with.

There's no map to human behaviour.

Human beings are glorious and preposterous characters.

The industrial age defined as the age of insects . . . It's even worse nowadays: you can't tell in advance which stratum is going to communicate with which other, or in what direction . . . a semiotic fragment rubs shoulders with a chemical interaction, an electron crashes into a language, a black hole captures a genetic message, a crystallization produces a passion, the wasp and the orchid cross a letter . . .

People are strange

We had no clue that we were embarking on careers that would vanish within a decade.

I need to be ambushed, caught unawares, like some sort of feral love-jackal.