Quotes About Questioning

Di tanto in tanto spegneva i fari, come aveva fatto quella sera, guidando con l'eccitazione di poter finire in una cunetta a cento all'ora. Cosa cercava? Da cosa fuggiva? […] Non aveva mai trovato una risposta, perché non esisteva. L'azione di buttare fuori e rincorrere era diventata naturale, per lui. Rincorrere una sequenza di dati ignoti, fino alla sua origine in posti oscuri e selvaggi, o nell'anonimato di cemento dei paesaggi cittadini, era quell'azione che lo motivava.

India returned to her kneading, but repeated under her breath, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!

On the metro home that night, I struggled with a dilemma that would haunt me for decades. Was I an activist or an academic?

Our deepest longings and the question of who we are intended to be cuts us in half, dividing us within ourselves. At critical stages and significant moments in the course of life, we sink with the weight of our own questions; we drown in our own psyche in order to reach a subtle ground that secretly sustains our every breath. In that sense, all separations, splits, and conflicts are evidence of a unity we long to find, both individually and collectively.

Strange questions are the more interesting ones. Children by and large don't try to trip you up... they want to find out how you do this funny thing that you do... if they've loved a story they love to know how it started.

Her hand touched me at the wrist. "If I gave you my life, you would drop it. Wouldn't you?" I didn't say anything.

As I work in the afternoon on committing to paper some of my morning's thoughts, I find myself just about to close on the knotty question of whether or not I believe in God. In fact I am about to type, 'I do not believe in God', when the sky goes black as ink, there is a thunderclap and a huge crash of thunder and a downpour of epic proportions. I never do complete the sentence.

Sometimes even the believers forget what they believe.

Do you believe in God?" he asks. "Do you?" "I used to" "What happened?" "I couldn't find him. He's supposed to be everywhere. I mean, he's not supposed to be playing hide-and-seek.

While the list of chimp tricks is long and dazzling, does this make them conscious beings in the same sense that humans are conscious? This is probably an ill-posed question. Perhaps the question should be "Does our conscious experience hold similar contents to that of a chimp?

George grinned and observed that success is always grounded in simply asking the right question

I hear a but in there somewhere

I'm a skeptic not because I do not want to believe, but because I want to know.

This notion [skepticism] is more clearly understood by asking "What do I know?"

Michel Eyquem de Montaigne

To philosophize is to doubt.

What could we do, then? We asked ourselves the question while crossing the dunes. Live? It's precisely in this kind of situation that, crushed by the sense of their own insignificance, people decide to have children; this is how the species reproduces, although less and less, it must be said.

It's hard to guess why that range is not called upon.

it was impossible not to be amazed, impressed, and heartened by the questioning that Richard Posner, judge of the Seventh Circuit Court of Appeals, a Reagan appointee, delivered to Wisconsin assistant attorney general Timothy Samuelson, who defended Wisconsin's gay-marriage ban before the court in August 2014.

For your information, I do love you. Although at times like this I have to wonder why.

I never knew there was a whole denomination as full of questions as I was.")

But young as I was, I suspected that a God who allows such cruelty wouldn't have cared about bringing it to an end. I

Het is niet eerlijk, dacht Renn. Waarom is híj nou de Luisteraar? Waarom moet híj zo anders zijn?

Are they going to let you to make up the test?" I ask.