Quotes About Questioning

Dans la vie, il y a deux catégories d'individus : Ceux qui regardent le monde tel qu'il est et se demandent pourquoi. Ceux qui imaginent le monde tel qu'il devrait être et qui se disent : pourquoi pas ?

Ves cosas y dices, ¿por qué? Pero yo sueño cosas que nunca fueron y digo, ¿por qué no?.

Some men see things as they are and say why—I dream things that never were and say why not.

You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?

I tried to believe that there is a God, who created each of us in His own image and likeness, loves us very much, and keeps a close eye on things. I really tried to believe that, but I gotta tell you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize, something is fucked up.

Don't just teach your children to read… Teach them to question what they read. Teach them to question everything.

I'm happy to tell you there is very little in this world that I believe in.

And here's something else, another problem you might have: Suppose your prayers aren't answered. What do you say? Well, it's God's will. Thy Will Be Done. Fine, but if it's God's will, and He's going to do what He wants to anyway, why the fuck bother praying in the first place? Seems like a big waste of time to me! Couldn't you just skip the praying part and go right to His Will? It's all very confusing.

Catholic, which I was until I reached the age of reason

As far as I'm concerned, humans have not yet come up with a belief that's worth believing.

scepticism, as we know, can never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill

They are always wanting reasons, yet they are too ignorant to understand the merits of any question, and usually fall back on their moral sense to settle things after their own taste. Evidently

H]e was in another sort of contemplative mood perhaps more common in the young men of our day — that of questioning whether it were worth while to take part in the battle of the world: I mean, of course, the young men in whom the unproductive labor of questioning is sustained by three or five per cent on capital which somebody else has battled for.

Did ever a ghost give a man a black eye? That's what I should like to know. If ghos'es want me to believe in 'em, let 'em leave off skulking i' the dark and i' lone places–let 'em come where there's company and candles.

But scepticism, as we know, can never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill:

Curious people are interesting people; I wonder why that is.

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm doing here.

I sometimes lie awake at night and wonder why I am still so popular and, to be honest, I don't know.

To be surprised, to wonder, is to begin to understand.

I have always been interested in abandoned cars. I can't tell you how many times I've been in a car, driving, and there's a car sitting in a pasture, totally abandoned. Or on the edge of a creek or something. I always wonder: why did somebody park it in the pasture and leave?

In these times, the hardest task for social or political activists is to find a way to get people to wonder again about what we all believe is true. The challenge is to sow doubt.

Tell me, do you think I'm going mad? I sometimes wonder, you know.

Sometimes I wonder how I got into comedy at all.

When I see people scratching and clawing towards ambition and greed, I wonder why they are doing it and for what.