Quotes About Unknown

The one permanent emotion of the inferior man is fear - fear of the unknown, the complex, the inexplicable. What he wants above everything else is safety.

can any organization really be sure of its strengths before it tests them? Every strategic change involves some new experience, a step into the unknown, the taking of some kind of risk. Therefore no organization can ever be sure in advance whether an established competence will prove to be a strength or a weakness.

He that hath found some fledg'd bird's nest, may know At first sight, if the bird be flown; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown

I shot an arrow into the air,It fell to earth, I knew not where.

Mankind loves misterys--a hole in the ground, excites mor wonder than a star in the heavens.

I recognize, while yawning, the truth of what they say. We are mad. We are hastening to the precipice, something unknown is coming toward us out of the future, something is breaking beneath us, something is dying around us,—agreed! But we shall succeed in dying; meanwhile we have no wish to burden life, and serve death before it takes us. Life exists for itself alone, not for death.

There lay between them, separating them, that same terrible line of the unknown and of fear, like the line separating the living from the dead.

Which of the two possibilities corresponds to reality is simply unknown until a definite measurement is made, at which point the quantum state instantaneously changes to reflect the result of that measurement.

The frightening thing—frightening, I don't know if it's frightening—frustrating, frightening, fascinating thing is we know with virtual certainty that the universe is at least a thousand times bigger in volume than the horizon, than we can ever, ever, ever in principle ever see. So we know there's stuff out there that we will never be able to detect. And we can't tell what it is. We can't tell if it's similar to us.

Quella vita ch'è una cosa bella, non è la vita che si conosce, ma quella che non si conosce; non la vita passata, ma la futura. Coll'anno nuovo, il caso incomincerà a trattar bene voi e me e tutti gli altri, e si principierà la vita felice. Non è vero?

Man journeys in darkness, and his destiny journeys toward him," he said, and traveled on.

This is what I didn't expect. I was at a time in my life where I assumed I had already had my best day, my tallest high. But now I was overwhelmed with euphoria. Why was this hitting with such a force? What explains this enormous joy, this grandmother elation that is a new kind of love? ... All I knew for sure was that I was in unknown territory.

Quentin hadn't planned on spending the rest of his afternoon—or morning, or whatever this was—taking a standardized test on an unknown subject, at an unknown educational institution, in some unknown alternate climatic zone where it was still summer.

Whatever was coming next would come.

These places are not wilderness; the "unknown" lies inside us.

So the history of discovery, particularly cosmic discovery, but discovery in general, scientific discovery, is one where at any given moment, there's a frontier. And there tends to be an urge for people, especially religious people, to assert that across that boundary, into the unknown, lies the handiwork of God. This shows up a lot.

So, poetry becomes a means for useful dialogue between people who are not only unknown, but mute to each other. It produces a dialogue among people that guards all of us against manipulation by our so-called leaders.

From the point of view of many scientists, gods represent an explanation for the unknown. Scientists are focused on trying to understand the unknown, so there is a fundamental conflict. That said, some scientists find religion useful and perhaps even fulfilling.

There's something about using the cinematic device as a tool to connect with dimensions of the world that you don't know too well, you're not too familiar with. It's like a creating a bridge, or a spaceship to travel to the unknown.

Me kaikki elämme todellisuudessa, mutta kukaan meistä ei tiedä minkä näköinen se on.

There used to be places called prisons before the Epiphany, where the demerited were restrained against their will. It sounds hideously barbaric Prisons are still with us; only the walls are constructed of fear, taboo and the unknown.

Curiosity is a descending stair…that leads to only who-knows-where.

the known had been so long dwarfed by the unknown that confusion was an easy bedfellow.

What the mysterious is I do not know. I do not call it God because God has come to mean much that I do not believe in. I find myself incapable of thinking of a deity or of any unknown supreme power in anthropomorphic terms, and the fact that many people think so is continually a source of surprise to me. Any idea of a personal God seems very odd to me.