Uncertainty Quotes - Page 2

Life is uncertain.
Lord grant us gracious courage to face the uncertainty of life.

Trap yourself inside your own brain, switch off the light, block all the escape routes, then turn your back on everything you know to be reality and try and survive there. Try. Living. Nowhere.

Time is not an enemy as such, but a missing person, sending cryptic postcards from the past.

At first, I didn’t understand. Understanding came very slowly.

I need a new trick if I am to walk without legs, see without eyes or speak without words.

It’s unpleasant magic, the kind that darkens the senses, the kind no one wants to experience, but once in a lifetime might not be able to avoid.

No trees, sky or ground. No other buildings or fields. No winding path, no brambles, no outhouse or pond or flowers, no sunshine or children playing. Just blackness.

Even though I knew, deep down, what she was trying to do, I couldn’t hate her. Even when she hurt me, I forgave her.

Right now, in this dusty anti-paradise, I have absolutely no hand in the future at all.

I have always hated lies; my own and everyone else’s.

I used to love lulling, running water – a sound so infrequent in cityscapes. Its loss always made me feel lonely when I lived amongst concrete.

Truth starts with a sense.

A thick rivulet of lost blood reflects a city that will mourn but never die.

Dwelling on the loneliness inherent in a city such as this when you dream of endless mountains and expanses of blue sky is a recipe for torment.

Pain is usually all on the surface, but this terror is internal; not just a hurt, but a new language of feeling.

The very foundation of science is to keep the door open to doubt.

If our future generations were much wilier than us,
then it might be them who have led us all this time,
to make decisions which fit to their pre-existence,
left us live in the world of uncertainty or by faith.

Allowing people to contribute in your life is a leap of faith. And that comes gradually with self actualization and overcoming fears of uncertainty.

Time and uncertainty go hand in hand.

Here I stand on the brink of war again, a citizen of no place, no time, no country but my own . . . and that a land lapped by no sea but blood, bordered only by the outlines of a face long-loved.