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And the voice grows stronger and stronger, and it's my voice this time and it's asking a question: How does she know?

Her eyes flutter up to meet mine. "Are you hungry?"she asks. Am I ever.

I'm not sure if the question's rhetorical or if she thinks I have a clue to her metaphysical mystery. And I'm in no state to answer either way because I'm crying. I don't realize it till I taste the sale against my lips. I can't remember the last time I've cried but, once I accept the mortification of sniveling like a baby, the floodgates open and I'm sobbing now, in front of Mia. In front of the whole damn world.

They say that things happen for a reason, but I don't know that I buy that

Mia?' he asks.

Add another piece to the puzzle." "Am I really such a puzzle?" "Yes, but I've always enjoyed puzzles.

Would we fall in love if we met today?

To be, or not to be: that is the question. That's from Hamlet's - maybe Shakespeare's - most famous soliloquy. […] But what if Shakespeare - and Hamlet - were asking the wrong question? What if the real question is not whether to be, but how to be?

Chase leaned in close. "hey" What? Are you wearing perfume? No... why would I be wearing perfume?... You sure you're not wearing anything? It smells like jasmine. Must be the bushes

Who is she, why is she still here and when can I see her naked? Paris asked with an eyebrow wiggle

So," Frosty said as we stood. "I have to ask a personal question, because our next move hinges on your answer." I tensed, unsure about what he could possibly want to know. "Ask." "How do you feel about stealing cars?

Why wouldn't I dance?" Uh, maybe because at first glance he looked like he ate puppies for breakfast and kittens for lunch? As for what he enjoyed having for dinner - that couldn't be discussed in polite company. "Because you think it's dumb?" The words emerged as a question rather than the statement I'd meant them to be. "Something that allows a guy to put his hands all over a girl isn't dumb. It's genius

And the Lord God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou?

Ac?iuni ilegale? f?cu Silver, întorcându-se c?tre servitorul s?u. Johnson! Am comis eu vreo ilegalitate? Johnson î?i privi ceasul. -Nu în ultimele trei minute, domnule.

And then James yelled, "HOW MUCH DO YOU CHARGE FOR AN ASSASSINATION?" at him.

The First World War shook the scaffolding of progress because it was deadly and unexpectedly long: it showed that technology could be two-faced. The war delivered one other insidious attack on the idea of progress by raising a moral question which the believers in progress had taken for granted: had the morality of Europeans improved during the long era of 'progress'?

If no love is, O God, what fele I so?And if love is, what thing and which is he?If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo?

He was a great something, but a great what?

Indeed, if their wristbands asked them the question: "What-Would-Jesus-Buy"—well now, that could very well revolutionize the Christian church in America.

No question is so difficult to answer as that to which the answer is obvious.

The question isn't at what age I want to retire, it's at what income.

The question "What is man?" is probably the most profound that can be asked by man. It has always been central to any system of philosophy or theology…. The point I want to make now is that all attempts to answer that question before 1859 are worthless and that we will be better off if we ignore them completely.

He focused on me completely, the same way he did when he asked me a question and waited for an answer. It was almost impossible to look away. If he ever fell in love—which probably wasn't possible, given that he was likely a psychopath—his would be the kind of devotion people fantasized about.

For if the question is absurd in itself and demands unnecessary answers, then, besides the embarrassment of the one who proposes it, it also has the disadvantage of misleading the incautious listener into absurd answers, and presenting the ridiculous sight (as the ancients said) of one person milking a billy-goat while the other holds a sieve underneath. (A58/B82)