Quotes About Questioning

Why aren't you stronger? I wanted to ask. I mean, really. Can't you just try harder? Of course, I was drunk too, so what could I say?

Jesucristo hoy no dudaría dos tertulias ni resistiría el escrutinio de sus andanzas por Galilea.

as Douglass gained literacy, "Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?

What if his words had the effect of polio on me? WHat a terrible disease that must be if it could kill God in a man.

When I was your age, I lived in bed, racked with polio. I asked myself every day, 'Where is God? Where is God? Where is God?' God never came. It wasn't God who saved me—it was medicine. Reason is my prophet and it tells me that as a watch stops, so we die. It's the end. If the watch doesn't work properly, it must be fixed here and now by us.

If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" then surely we are also permitted doubt.

Doubt is useful for a while. We must all pass through the garden of Gethsemane. If Christ played with doubt, so must we. If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Then surely we are also permitted doubt. But we must move on. To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.

Happy people have no reason to think. They live rather than question living.

Who am I? The great inquiry indeed.

Then you begin to give up the very idea of belonging. Suddenly this thing, this belonging,it seems like some long, dirty lie ... and I begin to believe that birthplaces are accidents, that everything is an accident. But if you believe that, where do you go? What do you do? What does anything matter?

I'm not sure if you're the person for me any more.

She lost God so smoothly and painlessly she had to wonder what she'd ever meant by the word.

What do you want to do Marvin? croaked Alex, and then coughed the frog out. Excuse me? Apart from being a milk operative. I mean, what do you want to do with you life? Marvin eloquently groaned, like a disappointed academic, and slapped his own forehead. I tell you something, yeah? Das an idiot's question, yeah? Life is going to do things to me. And that's all there is. And it's all good. Yogurts?

And even before he said it, he wondered why he had to, why he felt so malevolent this evening.

I want to know who I can trust. Las Vegas says we're shore in for it now. Roy, what do you think?

nuestros ojos reflejan una pregunta apacible como un espejo que ya no enmohece el aliento cada día renuevo mi mirar cada día va creciendo mi tacto con el cosquilleo de la cercanía de tantas cosas.

The wind came back with triple fury, and put out the light for the last time. They sat in company with the others in other shanties, their eyes straining against crude walls and their souls asking if He meant to measure their puny might against His. They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.

My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.

Seeing the woman as she was made them remember the envy they had stored up from other times. so they chewed up the back parts of their minds and swallowed with relish. They made burning statements with questions, and killing tools out of laughs. It was mass cruelty. A mood come alive. Words walking without masters; walking altogether like harmony in a song. (2)

Seeing the woman as she was made them remember the envy they had stored up from other times. So they chewed up the back parts of their minds and swallowed with relish. They made burning statements with questions, and killing tools out of laughs.

Six eyes were questioning God.

I asked my mother, 'Why shouldn't I act?' She said, 'Nobody in the family has acted, so why should you?'

I don't know anything about the afterlife because I haven't been there yet.

My father always used to ask me what my aim in life is. I used to tell him I don't have any.