Janet Frame Quotes

In a world of unlimited possibilities, there is always the possibility that there are no possibilities.

Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.

There are many things that we can understand, but in the end it is a case of 'anything is possible'.

Anything is possible in this world. I really believe that.

The more ambivalent you are and the more uncertain you are, then you can get something that you cannot anticipate.

In Belgrade, everything is possible.

When you are young, there is so much ahead of you, it's like the Saharan desert. You can't even see across it.

I think it's exciting, working with new people. There's something refreshing about not knowing what's going to happen. It's like an open sky of possibilities.

Everything is a possibility. I believe we're put on this earth to think big and dream big.

Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.

When you become comfortable with uncertainty, infinite possibilities open up in your life.

Every second of time is a doorway to unbounded possibilities. Yet if you are not open to them, these possibilities shrink.

Consider the possibility of infinite possibility.

The new world lies before her eyes like an opened chest of treasure, a flock of birds over Africa, a thousand TVs all playing at once.

It was best to believe in all possibilities...there were more mysteries in the world than a man could ever hope to understand.

I'm delighted that the future is unsure. That's the way it should be.

When you throw everything up in the air anything becomes possible.

That's what life is: an open door to all that is possible. And that's a powerful thing.

There was this funny thing of anything could happen now that we realized everything had.

When you allow yourself to be unpredictable, you step from the known into the unknown, where anything is possible

Fate rules the affairs of men, with no recognizable order.

The complexities of cause and effect defy analysis.

I am unable to rule anything out.

Desire demands only a constant attention to the unknown gravitational field which surrounds us and from which we can recharge ourselves every moment, as if breathing from the atmosphere of possibility itself. A life’s work is not a series of stepping-stones onto which we calmly place our feet, but more like an ocean crossing where there is no path, only a heading, a direction, which, of itself, is in conversation with the elements.

No matter what I do, no matter how predictable I try to make my life, it will not be any more predictable than the rest of the world. Which is chaotic.