Henry David Thoreau Quotes

I think frankly when it comes to chaos you ain't seen nothing yet.

I frequently hear our present period described as uncertain, confused, chaotic.

There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.

We are going through a terrible crisis. We do not know exactly what is going to happen, but in our hearts the pendulum of the seismograph is already swinging.

It is not new and it is not order.

Ambiguity is our permanent state, isn't it? We don't like it being so. Most of us crave order and routine, and yet yawning before us is our future, as frightening as it is thrilling.

The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.

It is a paradox that in our time of drastic rapid change, when the future is in our midst devouring the present before our eyes, we have never been less certain about what is ahead of us.

Clouds out of control decoct anticipation. What use can any of us have for two moons? The miracle of order has run out and I am left in an unmiraculous city where anything may happen.

And tomorrow--who knows what happens? Do you get it? I don't know and no one knows--it's all unknown! You understand, that this is the end to the Known? This is the new, the improbable, the unpredictable.

The future is a messy, motley business, little girl.

The thing that's important to know is that you never know. You're always sort of feeling your way.

History shows you don't know what the future brings.

There's chaos out there, and chaos means opportunity.

Everything is contingent, and there is also chaos.

I did not know what my future was going to hold.

Revolutions and their aftermaths, of course, are always fluid and fickle times, and the outcome is often perched on a knife's edge.

I spent 26 years in the business without ever knowing what I was doing a month from now.

At this stage of the game, I am not sure what the hell is going to happen.

The only thing we know about the future is that it will be different.

How can you wonder what's going to happen when you don't know who's going to be the new guy in town?

Chaos is a friend of mine.

I live in a crazy time.

The interval between the decay of the old and the formation and establishment of the new constitutes a period of transition which must always necessarily be one of uncertainty, confusion, error, and wild and fierce fanaticism.

Things are electric. If we don't make up our minds on what we are going to do ... there will be pandemonium. Of course, if we do there may also be pandemonium.