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They were locked in mutual regard, and the moment, the way it stretched and luxuriated in itself, asked for continuation. Why move?

Have we wasted precious space dust on you?

One of dem otters," Ana said, and waved toward the bay. She had a skull in her little pink hands, and Josie noticed with horror that it had not been picked clean. There was still cartilage on it, and whiskers, and fur, something viscous, too. Josie conjured Socrates and thought of a question. "Why in hell did you pick this up?" In solidarity, the dogs lifted their heads to Ana and Paul, then ran off.

you're a sane person, progressives would need to consider your views like reasonable adults. But because they don't want to question their narrow, dogmatic worldview, they categorize you as extreme. This enables them to completely dismiss you without feeling bad.

if you're a sane person, progressives would need to consider your views like reasonable adults. But because they don't want to question their narrow, dogmatic worldview, they categorize you as extreme. This enables them to completely dismiss you without feeling bad. In fact, it makes them feel morally righteous. In their minds they've exterminated a deadly enemy.

The question, however, remains: is there a point at which social and political polarizing national tensions could lead to bloodshed at a national level in America? I devoutly hope not.

prevaricate. As a detective and now a PI, he had to

sixty-four-thousand-dollar question

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Leaving was out of the question, of course. A combination of pride, obstinacy, and simple gonadal fury rooted him in his tracks. Here he would do battle, and that was that.

Next I asked Maria the miracle cure question: If a miracle happened in today's session, what miracle would she be hoping for?

Now what?" Urgit warily asked his bride-to-be. "Am I disturbing your Majesty?" Prala asked. "…You always disturb me, my beloved," he answered her question, spreading his arms extravagantly.

I am concentrating docilely on the question why U.S. restrooms always appear to us as infirmaries for public distress, the place to reagain control.

Am I happy? is one of those questions that, if it has got to be asked, more or less dictates its own answer.

ast year's Best-Sex-Scene-in-a-film winner Vince Voyeur's real name turns out to be John LaForme. Rhetorical Q.: How, if one's real name was John LaForme, could that person possibly feel the need for a nom de guerre?

central conundra of millennial après-garde film, most of which, in the teleputer age of home-only entertainment, involved the question why so much aesthetically ambitious film was so boring and why so much shitty reductive commercial entertainment was so much fun.

I can call the spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come, when you do call for them?

How now? Even so quickly may one catch the plague?

I can say little more than I have studied, and that question's out of my part.

What time o' day? ROSALINE: The hour that fools should ask.

And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them: for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too, though in the meantime some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villanous and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.

Is this a prologue or a posy of a ring? Ophelia: Tis brief, my lord Hamlet: As woman's love.

Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die as fast as they see others grow.

There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide. Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.