Quotes About Questioning

Shift laughed. 'The ways in which you want to think badly of me are interesting.' 'Who eats mice?

Xas found himself saying, 'There really isn't any afterlife, is there?' 'Are you asking the Governor of God's prison whether he actually

I think the damned souls in hell must spend half their time wondering what it was that they really meant to do.

She had forgotten how many minutes of motherhood were devoted to this question, even before Edith's accident. Alive now? And now? The deeper Edith's sleep the shallower her life, it seemed. The extraordinary stillness of a sleeping baby! Look for a breath at the stomach, flush at the cheeks. Then Luetta would leave the room, come back. She lost hours to the question. Alive now, now, now?

You," she might have said to a particular grackle. "Georgia. Is it?

What? What are you talking about?

Is everything here alive?" She asked, picking up a brush "Hello, what's your name?" Cogsworth looked at Belle and shook his head "um... that's a hairbrush

I wonder if we are all condemned forever to live outside the grace of God.

All the same, Abelard opened the mind of the Middle Ages in new and startling ways. He gave the name of Aristotle and Aristotle's logic an edgy glamour it never entirely lost. Aristotle had said: All men desire to know. Abelard now added: All men need to question and doubt in order to know. These were important signposts for the future. For now, medieval civilization was about to swing down another path, one emblazoned by the Neoplatonist imagination.

she refused to say where she'd gotten the gun.

Socrates could do this because he starts with a different question from "What is real?" (although eventually he gets there, too). Socrates was the first also to ask: "What am I?

U houdt van mij,' zei ik 'en daarom verbant u mij. Ik vraag me af wat u zou doen als u mij haatte?

It is rare for people to be asked the question which puts them squarely in front of themselves

Perhaps men could accustom themselves to living with a small amount of doubt. I think doubt a necessary ingredient to live.

What am I doing here?

Hire myself out to whom? What beast must I worship? What sacred images should I destroy? What hearts shall I break? What lies am I supposed to believe? March through whose blood?

I want to be a poet, and I am working to make myself a seer: you will not understand this, and I don't know how to explain it to you. It is a questioning of reaching the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. The sufferings are enormous, but one has to be strong, one has to be born a poet, and I know I am a poet.

Asked in 1919 whether it was true that only three people in the world understood the theory of general relativity, [Eddington] allegedly replied: 'Who's the third?

Es la duda la que mantiene joven a la gente. La certeza es como un virus maligno. Te contagia de vejez.

Alguien puede decirme qué diantre es eso? Y señaló hacia el valle con un dedo imperioso e imperial, el que había utilizado para señalar las Pirámides cuando aquello de los cuarenta siglos o -en otro orden de cosas- el catre a María Valewska.

La duda destruye más que las certezas.

Of all the universal lies she accepted unquestioningly, the happy ending was the most absurd. The hero and heroine lived happily ever after, and the ending seemed indisputable, definitive. No questions asked about how long love or happiness lasts in that 'forever' that can be divided into lifetimes, years, months. Even days

You want to have faith. But you also want to reserve the right to challenge your own faith when it suits you.

once the habit of questioning his word got afoot in this sphere— and that too a sphere so vast as to encompass 'affairs of the world'—what was there to stop it from taking apart and examining what the Prophet had said on affairs of things other than the world? Where would that leave the religion? The anxieties could be kept at bay in one way and one way alone—by ensuring that nothing but nothing was examined. Accordingly, this has been the hallmark of faith.