Edwin Hubbel Chapin Quotes

And I can't wait to see where the road leads from here.

The challenge of the unknown future is so much more exciting than the stories of the accomplished past.

I love the unknown. I love the discovery of what will be happening and just kind of sitting back and not knowing.

I don't know what's on the other side.

The new frontier is here whether we seek it or not.

The closest synonym of happiness is excitement, and you can generate it by doing something that you can't completely comprehend. This understanding makes the process rich and exciting.

Every age is an unknown country.

Reading is going toward something that is about to be, and no one yet knows what it will be.

I kind of miss that "becoming" stage, as most times you really don't know what's around the corner. Now, of course, I've kind of knocked on the door and heard a muffled answer. Nevertheless, I still don't know what the voice is saying, or even what language it's in.

The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody's guess.

You've got to bumble forward into the unknown.

I don't know where I'm going from here, but I promise it won't be boring.

There's nothing better than not knowing what's going to happen until you put the pieces together.

We will not know unless we begin.

Thou hast seen nothing yet.

Greatness is a road leading towards the unknown.

It would be wonderful to think that the future is unknown and sort of surprising.

And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.

It is the business of the future to be dangerous; and it is among the merits of science that it equips the future for its duties.

Everything that we start is something that we don't know what the outcome is going to be.

Uncharted territory is a good place to be in.

It's exciting not knowing what tomorrow, or the next month, or the next year holds.

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 future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not. The trade winds blow me, and I do not know where the land is; the waves fold over each other; they are in love with themselves; sleeping in their own skin; and I float over them and I do not know about tomorrow.

We can know a lot. And still, no doubt, there are rash and wonderful ideas brewing somewhere; there are many surprises yet to come.