“Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.”— Vladimir Nabokov, amazon.com
“Do you ever just sit outside at night, look up at the stars, and know basically nothing about the world you live in?”— Night Vale podcast, twitter.com
“Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of ‘not knowing.'”— Mark Z. Danielewski, amazon.com
“Prayer is not a means of removing the unknown and predictable elements in life, but rather a way of including the unknown and unpredictable in the outworking of the grace of God in our lives.”— Philip Yancey, amazon.com
“I remembered something my dad once wrote me about falling in love. He said the phrase was apt because falling is exactly what it can feel like, as if you've finally allowed yourself to let go of some safety bar you didn't even know you were clinging to, and suddenly you find yourself tumbling toward…”— Mark Peter Hughes, amazon.com
“She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?”— Cassandra Clare, amazon.com
“I'm choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am. I'm making space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.”— Elizabeth Gilbert, amazon.com
“Would you like to know your future? If your answer is yes, think again. Not knowing is the greatest life motivator.”— Vera Nazarian, amazon.com
“The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.”— Ursula K. Le Guin, amazon.com
“Maybe she was just matter, and matter gets recycled. But ultimately I do not believe that she was only matter. The rest of her must be recycled, too. I believe now that we are greater than the sum of our parts.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“I thought at first that she was just dead. Just darkness. Just a body being eaten by bugs. I thought about her a lot like that, as something's meal. What was her—green eyes, half a smirk, the soft curves of her legs—would soon be nothing, just the bones I never saw. I thought about the slow process…”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over again that we were still alive. I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, God we must look so lame, but it doesn't much matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“We are driving through the place that she could not drive through, passing onto asphalt she never saw, and we are not dead. We are not dead! We are breathing and we are crying and now slowing down and moving back into the right lane.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com