Quotes About Unknown

but as the dead

Which would not surprise me. But a role in what?

don't mean to be macabre, but I realized I don't know how Tanner Walsh died.

I knew that to accomplish my goal I would need to stay present with my discomfort and my fear of the unknown rather than retreat to the false safety of familiar ground.

Sometimes a shadow rises, and death lies nameless in the dark.

Not everyone who goes through the stones comes out again." His look sharpened. "How d'ye ken that, Sassenach?" "I can—I could—hear them. Screaming." I

the Devil you ken is better than the Devil you don't.

The door was now ajar, the light of an unknown future shining through its crack. But it would take more strength than I had alone to push it open. I watched the rise and fall of his breath, and the play of light and shadow on the strong, clean lines of his face, and knew that nothing truly mattered between us but the fact that we both still lived.

You have free choice; so have all the others in this world. And history, I believe, is a cumulation of all those actions. Some individuals are chosen by God to affect the destinies of many. Perhaps you are one of those. Perhaps not. I do not know why you are here. You do not know. It is likely that neither of us will ever know. Sometimes I don't even know why I am here! - Father Anselm

When you are getting drafted you have an idealized situation, but you really don't know how things are going to go down.

It's not like I'm afraid of dying. I know what it's like on the other side.

You've got to embrace what you don't know.

We're thankful for the horrors we are used to. The unknown ones are worst

a result, some kind of sub-mental union or bonding resulted in what could only be thought of as an unknown kind of telepathy that served to induce behavior of a group-mind force.

For Leopardi, unhappy hedonist that he was, what is unknown is always more attractive than what is known; hope and imagination are the only consolations for the disappointments and sorrows of experience. Man therefore projects his desire into infinity and feels pleasure only when he is able to imagine that this pleasure has no end.

Instead of making myself write the book I ought to write, the novel that was expected of me, I conjured up the book I myself would have liked to read, the sort by an unknown writer, from another age and another country, discovered in an attic.

Reading means stripping yourself of every purpose, every foregone conclusion, to be ready to catch a voice that makes itself heard when you least expect it, a voice that comes from an unknown source, from somewhere beyond the book, beyond the author, beyond the conventions of writing: from the unsaid, from what the world has not yet said of itself and does not yet have the words to say

Cosimo did not yet know love, and what is any experience without that? What point is there in risking life, when the real flavor of life is as yet unknown?

Reading is going toward something that is about to be, and no one yet knows what it will be....

A pause. Then Ludmilla's voice resumes slowly as if she were trying to express something not easily defined. "Yes, it is. I like it very much… Still, I wish the things I read weren't all present, so solid you can touch them; I would like to feel a presence around them, something else, you don't quite know what, the sign of some unknown thing…

These stories differ but they tell of a precarious love that unites two incompatible worlds, and of a love tested by absence; stories of unknowable lovers who unite only in the moment in which they are lost to one another.

At the moment of death I hope to be surprised.

Few can foresee whither their road will lead them, till they come to its end.

Faith is nothing but knowledge that what we understand is only a shadow of the Unknown. Faith is the science of the pitiful limitations of man's mental scope.