Quotes About Questioning

I have reservations about everything I do.

Look, just tell me where that lemon came from and I'll shut up and go away.

'What do you really think happens after you die?' That's the question that everyone, everyone, everyone asks. And I'm so sick of it. But my true answer is, I don't know. And there's no way I'm going to find out 'til it happens.

I like disagreement because it forces both sides to question their own opinions and why they feel that way.

To be a Christian means you become a part of the most significant story the world has ever heard. You don't become part of that without an ongoing questioning of what it means to become part of that.

At a Boston signing, someone from the audience asked why I was so obsessed with furniture in my books. The question rattled around in my head. I had no idea that I was obsessed with furniture.

I'm very outspoken. I will ask a silly question, but I really am deadly serious. I'm like, 'I want to know the answer.'

We've had kids come to our shows and ask us why we hate Jesus. It's like, 'Well, we don't hate Jesus at all. We just think religion is silly, and it's a really popular thing, but that doesn't mean we have to agree with it.'

Faced with our imminent extinction, Tom Laughlin believes, all assumptions are called into question.

A Jew asks over and over, "What is fair? What is just? Who is a good man, and why?

You're proud of your ability to both believe and question everything. Secretly you think everyone does, but at some point they give in, surrender to the comfort of certainty. It's too much trouble, this endless jousting of belief and doubt, too tiring. Finally you suppose it will break you, yet strangely it's the only thing that keeps you going - though, true, at times you feel unbalanced, even somewhat mad.

It doesn't seem enough, and as he starts them off, you want to call after him, tell him how you too question the ways of faith, the injustice, the never-ending losses, that it stuns you too, that you still grieve for Mrs. Goetz and Arnie and Eric Soderholm just as their families do, though everyone else seems to have forgotten. Lydia Flynn, the tramp behind Meyer's, the men in the swamps of Kentucky. If a sparrow fall, you want to say, it is not lost. I will remember. We are all saved.

Did you interrogate him?" "I prefer to give a man some whiskey, then let him debrief himself.

Nothing makes sense, why should I?

I don't know what love is about and I'm not sure I believe in it anyway.

don't mind my asking?

As the poet E. E. Cummings observed, "Always a more beautiful answer that asks a more beautiful question.

too, though she felt less sure

From now on when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I planned to say, Amnesiac.

So I taught Sunday school and brought dishes to all manner of potlucks and tried to adjust the things I heard from the pulpit to my increasingly incongruent faith.

Senti, so che le tue intenzioni erano buone quando hai creato il mondo e tutto quanto ma come hai potuto permettere che si allontanasse da te in questo modo? Com'è che non ti sei attenuto alla tua idea originale di paradiso?

I didn't know to call it religion back then, didn't know Amen from what-when

What has happened to our ability to dwell in unknowing, to live inside a question and coexist with the tensions of uncertainty?

God willing. How strangely that strikes me now.