On the road from the City of Skepticism, I had to pass through the Valley of Ambiguity.
It was a confusing time in my life, a really bad day at the office.
I have no idea what's next. I simply don't have a clue.
A philosophical problem has the form: I don't know my way about.
There is a goal but no way; what we call the way is mere wavering.
You know, I stumble about what I'm going to do. I don't plan. I've never had ambitions.
History shows you prospects by starlight, or at best by the waning moon.
Beginnings are always messy.
I tend toward characters who are more lost than found.
Well, limbo is not a good place to be.
Why were there no buoys in life to show you the way?
'The Names' is a story about a woman who might feel that she's in a kind of maze. She's unable to find her way forward or out because she can't see the whole picture.
This searching and doubting and vacillating where nothing is clear but the arrogance of quest. I, too, had such noble ideas when I was still a boy.
Neither you nor I can know your destiny. You may never know it! Destiny isn't always like a party at the end of the evening. Sometimes it's nothing more than struggling through life from day to day.
So now my road map has changed and I don't have a really clear idea of what the next stops are.
I have to wait and see what happens. Because nobody's in charge.
Many people can rightfully claim, as much as anyone can rightfully claim anything, that much of their lives have been spent stumbling through a cloud of cluelessness.
Christ didn't leave us a book of instructions; He left us a body, a family - a Church. If it were perfectly clear, there wouldn't be any freedom.
I left the ending ambiguous, because that is the way life is.
My life was a mystery even as I lived it.
I am genuinely a bit confused about the world, a little bit bumbling.
I really don't have a clear trajectory at all.
When you are too specific on a target, it can drain you. Ask me where I will be when I am 60, and I will have no answer to give.
If I look back I feel frightened, not happy, because my life is a bit of a mystery to me.
People want to know where I'm going, and I just don't ever know.
