Quotes About Unknown

She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!

Life is a journey I don't have a map for.

All I ever wanted was a world without maps.

You never know what the future holds or where my life will take me.

In a world of diminishing mystery, the unknown persists.

But though we must pretend otherwise in order to function, none of us can know the script for any day.

the world, that unknown utopia, a name: he labeled it "America.

Something weird wants to kill us? Cool! Where did it come from, and how does it work?

Leopards, that is ordinary forest leopards, do not like rain and invariably seek shelter, but the man eater was not an ordinary leopard, and there was no knowing what his likes or dislikes were, or what he might or might not do.

It's like gambling somehow. You go out for a night of drinking and you don't know where your going to end up the next day. It could work out good or it could be disastrous. It's like the throw of the dice.

No one knows what they'll do in a moment of crisis and hypothetical questions get hypothetical answers.

Amongst the many trials to which the human mind is subjected, that of holding intercourse, real or imaginary, with the world of spirits: of finding itself alone with a being terrific and awful, whose nature and power are unknown, has been justly considered the most severe.

Behind him lay the gray Azores,Behind the Gates of Hercules;Before him not the ghost of shores,Before him only shoreless seas.

Fearing the devil you know is better than the devil you don't.)

Maybe she feared there were different ways of being trapped than the ones she already knew.

We don't know where Millie went, and we don't know if we'll see her again, but there's no reason not to hope. We don't know the answers, and maybe that's a nice thing.

Alice nodded in vague agreement, but it seemed too early for gossip, like going on vacation and buying a house on the first day. She thought, But we don't know any of these people. I don't know you. We're all strangers.

I do not know what will be the end of it.

Oh, my home is not my own – I lament and rue. Answer, stranger yet unknown, I am seeking you!

A happy phrase — "at home " — And now unknown to anyone, Everybody looks through another man's windows.

Reality had always been something of an unknown quantity to me. At times this could be disturbing.

Depression is one of the unknown modes of being. There are no words for a world without a self, seen with impersonal clarity. All language can register is the slow return to oblivion we call health when imagination automatically recolors the landscape and habit blurs perception and language takes up its routine flourishes.

Time is a blind guide.

I'll put it out there: I am scarred by the nostalgic indicipherability of my own desires; I an engulfed by the intimidating unknown, pushed through darkness and dragged down by the irretrievable past sweetness of my memories.