Quotes About Questioning

Some people had doubts about Sandusky. But remember, doubts are not the enemy of belief; they are its companion.

stop believing only when our doubts and misgivings rise to the point where we can no longer explain them away.

Why am I here, says the silence, what have I done, echoes the emptiness, why have I ruined myself in this wilful manner, chuckles the money in the till, why have I been brought so low, wheedles the thoroughfare, to which the only answer was—The square gave him no answer.

It isn't what you don't know that's the problem. It is what you're unwilling to ask.

The answers to all problems or issues is hidden in a question.

It is important that students bring a certain ragamuffin, barefoot irreverence to their studies; they are not here to worship what is known, but to question it.

Millions saw the apple fall but Newton was the one who asked why.

Teach a child how to think, not what to think.

You are your own best teacher. My advice is to question all things. Seek for answers, and when you find what seems to be an answer, question that, too.

What did you learn in school that you still use today? Go ahead teachers, tell me. What? Fear, conformity, don't question authority.

I respect faith, but doubt is what gets you an education.

We are human beings, not 'students' and 'teacher,' coming together and questioning, looking together, not having made up our minds about what we're looking at, but starting afresh.

The origin of thinking is some perplexity, confusion or doubt.

The real world out there isn't nearly as nice as some people prefer it to be, so don't swallow everything your high-born teachers tell you without takinga long hard look at it yourselves.

If you don't let a teacher know what level you are -- by asking a question, or revealing your ignorance -- you will not learn or grow

And it was the first time that I believed the claim that you can help a person more by asking them the right question than by giving them the answer.

Now that I am moving, I am afraid. Where am I going?

What does is mean that you have not written me?... Am I a dream to you, am I not real and warm for you? What new loves, new ecstasies, new impulses move you now?

For what always creates anxiety in me is the doubt of my own sanity. I always question myself: am I being over-sensitive, am I exaggerating?

So I'm sad. I throw my vanity aside. I'm questioning myself. If the day on which you happen to read this letter proves to be one in which you're depressed, I know I'll get one kind of answer. Another day another.

I wonder if the life I am leading is a dream or a reality. I feel far away from everything and everybody.

Provas? Se houvesse, para que a fé? Um Deus que se poderia demonstrar seria um Deus?

Croyez ceux qui cherchent la vérité, doutez de ceux qui la trouvent.

Est-ce que vraiment, disait-elle, la terre est aussi belle que le racontent les oiseaux ?