My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
Shakes so my single state of man that function
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My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
Shakes so my single state of man that function
Is smothered in surmise and nothing is
But what is not.

Certainty is the mother of quiet and repose, and uncertainty the cause of variance and contentions

Certainty is the mother of quiet and repose, and uncertainty the cause of variance and contentions

Uncertainty is the only certainty there is, and knowing how to live with insecurity is the only security.

Uncertainty is the only certainty there is, and knowing how to live with insecurity is the only security.

There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.

There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, through the overtaking and possessing of a read more

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, through the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase.

An image is a stop the mind makes between uncertainties.

An image is a stop the mind makes between uncertainties.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

Knowledge is an unending adventure at the edge of uncertainty.

Knowledge is an unending adventure at the edge of uncertainty.

Who knows whether the gods will add tomorrow to the present hour?
[Lat., Quis scit, an adjiciant hodiernae crastina read more

Who knows whether the gods will add tomorrow to the present hour?
[Lat., Quis scit, an adjiciant hodiernae crastina summae
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