Quotes About Questioning

God God," Eleanor said, flinging herself out of bed and across the room to stand shuddering in a corner, "God God—whose hand was I holding?

Nothing irrevocable had yet been spoken, but there was only the barest margin of safety left them; each of them moving delicately along the outskirts of an open question, and, once spoken, such a question—as 'Do you love me?'—could never be answered or forgotten.

Well I am here, I am at the heart, I have come through the maze--where is the secret I am to learn from my many agonies? Here I am, here I am, where is my reward? What have I earned, learned, spurned?

Perhaps—and this was her most persistent thought, the thought that stayed with her and came suddenly to trouble her at odd moments, and to comfort her—suppose, actually, she were not Natalie Waite, college girl, daughter to Arnold Waite, a creature of deep lovely destiny; suppose she were someone else?

What are you looking for back there?" said Mama. "Yesterday's snow?

Whichever it is, he does not question it, not understanding that his own behavior has been or could be a determining influence.

But he said it couldn't have

I no longer believe that William Shakespeare the actor from Stratford was the author of the works that have been ascribed to him.

Woman ... what does she want?

The threat to the conditions of his existence through the actual or expected arrival of a new child, the fear of the loss in care and love which is connected with this event, cause the child to become thoughtful and sagacious. Corresponding with the history of this awakening, the first problem with which it occupies itself is not the question as to the difference between the sexes, but the riddle: from where do children come?

Graffiti on Philosophy Hall: The examined life ain't worth it either.

believe in God, but I don't believe in church.

What do we mean when we ask what the point is? Reflection bakes no bread, but then neither does architecture, music, art, history, or literature.

Que sais-je?'—what do I know?

I have argued that philosophy doesn't begin in wonder or in the fact that things are, it begins in a realization that things are not what they might be. It begins with a sense of a lack, of something missing, and that provokes a series of questions.

God must have been on leave during the Holocaust.

I could not help but comment to my distinguished audience that every question asked about Sartre concerned his work, while all those asked about Beauvoir concerned her personal life.

All around me the world lies like an immense hypothesis that I no longer verify.

I was still keenly aware as in my childhood of the inexplicable nature of my presence here on earth; where had I come from here; where was I going? I often thought about these things with a kind of stupefied horror and used to fill my diary with long self-communings

Morality resides in the painfulness of an indefinite questioning

One night I summoned God, if He really existed, to show Himself to me. He didn't, and I never addressed another word to Him. In my heart of hearts I was very glad He didn't exist. I should have hated it if what was going on here below had had to end up in eternity.

Un enfant, c'est un insurgé.

I was too much of an extremist to be able to live under the eye of God and at the same time say both yes and no to life

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