Quotes About Questioning

Skepticism does not sell well.

Hay preguntas ingenuas, preguntas tediosas, preguntas malformuladas, preguntas planteadas con una inadecuada autocrítica. Pero toda pregunta es un clamor por entender el mundo. No hay preguntas estúpidas.

Skepticism must be a component of the explorer's toolkit, or we will lose our way. There are wonders enough out there without our inventing any.

I do not imagine that many people in the fifteenth century ever wondered if they were living in the Italian Renaissance.

what is wanted is not the will to believe, but the desire to find out, which is the exact opposite.

saben realmente lo que afirman saber?

One of the great commandments of science is, "Mistrust arguments from authority." (

Why didn't it happen between us? Why did I fail? Why did you come close enough...and not closer?

Part of what psychedelics do is they decondition you from cultural values. This is what makes it such a political hot potato. Since all culture is a kind of con game, the most dangerous candy you can hand out is one which causes people to start questioning the rules of the game.

Morning followed night, as it always does, but Ben awoke questioning the assumption that it necessarily must.

Qué hay de tu secuestro? —preguntó Menion mientras se vestía, mirando la esbelta silueta de la muchacha al otro lado de la habitación—. ¿Tienes idea de por qué querrían secuestrarte los norteños, prescindiendo de tu belleza? Sonrió con picardía. Aunque no podía ver su rostro, estaba seguro de que se habría ruborizado. Ella permaneció en silencio durante un rato antes de hablar.

To question me once is a simple mistake, Lieutenant. Twice is treason. We execute traitors.

Being afraid something is true is accepting the possibility. Accepting the possibility is the first step to believing. At least you are smart enough to question. Think of how easy it is to believe, for people who don't question, who don't even know how to question. For most people, it's not the truth that is important, it's the cause. Rahl is intelligent; he has given them a cause.

Richard clenched the strip in his fist. "It's some kind of riddle. I hate riddles.

Zedd knelt beside her, his head bowed. "I pledge my life in the defense of the Seeker." Richard stood gripping the Sword of Truth in his hand, eyes wide in breathless bewilderment. "Zedd," he whispered, "what in the name of everything good is a Seeker?

What are you babbling about?" one of the other Sisters asked, not concerned with what they saw as a dusty aphorism.

So are you happy? he asks. I hate it when anyone asks me that. It's such a loaded fucking question. Are they talking aggregate years? Doesn't it depend on the day, the moment? Or are they referring to last year or last month?

People are often so busy living that they never stop to wonder why.

Did I do anything last night that suggested I was sane?

You did something because it had always been done, and the explanation was, 'But we've always done it this way.' A million dead people can't have been wrong, can they?

Perhaps the magic would last, perhaps it wouldn't. But then again, what does?

Granny Weatherwax looked out at the multi-layered, silvery world. "Where am I?" INSIDE THE MIRROR. "Am I dead?" THE ANSWER TO THAT, said Death, IS SOMEWHERE BETWEEN NO AND YES. Esme turned, and a billion figures turned with her. "When can I get out?" WHEN YOU FIND THE ONE THAT'S REAL. "Is this a trick question?" NO. Granny looked down at herself. "This one," she said.

Natural selection saw to it that professional heroes who at a crucial moment tended to ask themselves questions like 'What is my purpose in life?' very quickly lacked both.

Probably the last sound heard before the Universe folded up like a paper hat would be someone saying, "What happens if I do this?