Quotes About Questioning

If you're going to be unreligious, it's likely going to be due to reflecting on it and finding some things that are hard to believe.

We shouldn't accept things just because somebody says so.

Question everything. Learn something. Answer nothing.

I believe in God, but I don't know what it is - if it's a he, she, a he-she, or anything. Who knows what it is. All I know is that I feel like there's something else there.

But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question causes it to disappear or to merge in something else.

If it was that beautiful, why did I leave you

I certainly don't understand all these strange new feelings inside me--am I here because I love him, or because I owe him?

Then she questioned, "Too much idea about love, I wanna know what love is? Is there one right person for everyone? Is there true love? Can someone really beat your heart and conquer it?

And I kind of love it that you want to know everything.

We observe, and are always asking ourselves the question, why it is that in the Western world intellectuals tend to be collectivists. Certainly one reason is that by nature their whole interest is in questioning things, including whatever society they're in. But in a collectivist society they can't speak up because of suppression, whereas in a free society they can. So the only intellectuals heard from tend to be collectivists.

I willed my hands to stop trembling and ruffled my hair a bit and prayed to a God I only half believed in. Why are we always told that God will answer our prayers if we believe in Him? Why can't He ever make the first move?

Jo no he dit mai que no cregués en l'amor, diu ella. Només que no estic segura de què significa exactament. En tot cas, el que he dit abans era que no creia en la seguretat que dieu que proporciona l'amor.

Digo bien si digo que en este momento las mujeres estamos preguntándonos cuál es nuestra prioridad y qué está bien, si proteger a nuestras hijas o entrar en el Reino de los Cielos?

When we have liberated ourselves, we will have to ask ourselves who we are.

Personally, I always wondered about authors and celebrities who loudly declared there was no God. It was usually when they were healthy and popular and being listened to by crowds. What happens, I wondered, in the quiet moments before death? By then, they have lost the stage, the world has moved on. If suddenly, in their last gasping moments, through fear, a vision, a late enlightenment, they change their minds about God, who would know?

Still, I never considered what I would do if I called for the Lord and He actually appeared before me.

There was no one she wanted to see more. There was no one she wanted to see less. Why? she whispered. Why are you here? The winds blew, he said.

I needed help. Why didn't you help me? . . . God . . . forgives me. Why didn't you?

Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something missing?

Doubt is how you find God

the old man asked again. "When I'm gone." His eyes blinked from behind his glasses. His neatly trimmed beard was gray, and he stood slightly stooped. Are you dying? I asked. "Not yet," he said, grinning. Then why— "Because I think you would

My days were full, yet I remained, much of the time, unsatisfied. What happened to me? - Mitch

So we don't get into the habit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying, Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something missing?

Why would they want to?