Quotes About Question

Albert Einstein said that the single most important question is whether the universe is friendly. I think it is important for everybody to come to a point where they feel inside that the universe is friendly.

Just as the left has to be more willing to question 'Government knows best ' the right has to rethink its laissez-faire attitude toward government.

So a story starts with change, which leads to a goal, which raises a story question in the reader's mind. But how do you end the novel? You do so by answering the story question you posed at the outset.

If you want to get uncomfortable, find the "missing i's": Hire innovative, imaginative, independent, iconoclastic, intelligent, and inquisitive individuals who will challenge assumptions, question the status quo, and otherwise bring up unusual and uncomfortable ideas and suggestions.

Nowadays, everybody assumes, when they wake up in the morning, if they have a question, it will get answered. Because they have the internet. No matter what the question is, someone will answer their question.

Not long after we started working for him I asked Bernard if he thought Thatcher was evil,'I said. 'He said it was like asking what jazz is.

The symbol of the University is the iron statue outside the Rathskeller of a barefoot goosegirl that every student kisses at graduation. The University is a Mecca to which students come with something less than perfect faith. It is important that students bring a certain ragamuffin, barefoot irreverence to their studies; they are not here to worship what is known but to question it.

Stay with the question. The more it troubles you, the more it has to teach you. In time, Maisie, you will find that the larger questions in life share such behavior.

You the first in your tribe to go to college? Iris shook her head. It was a question about class. She knew that now. It was the what-are-you question. The where and what and who do you come from.

But who, he wondered in a moment's panic as her nearing heat began to assault him, who enforces the Enforcer?

Who will wake up at the end of my dream?

L'hypothèse d'une rencontre........l'hypothèse d'une réponse l'hypothèse de quelqu'un

I'd very much like to 'conclude' something from this experiment. Or that it should raise a question in my mind, and a commitment to get to the bottom of the matter, to investigate, to come up with an outline of the beginning of an answer, however ill-defined or trite it might be . . . But no. I'm here to see, hear, observe - to experience. Let others explain.

The hen that you are, how will you know what deceptive ways Grace will descend. It is Grace that brought you here and it is Grace that will deliver: I prefer the hen that looks up to the sky than an eagle that flies but always looking down. How high is not the question, but how intense is your longing for the sky. May you always be in Grace.

The hen that you are, how will you know what deceptive ways Grace will descend. It is Grace that brought you here and it is Grace that will deliver: I prefer the hen that looks up to the sky than an eagle that flies but always looking down. How high is not the question, but how intense is your longing for the sky. May you always be in Grace. – Sadhguru

How the hell should I know? I'm just a grunt.

che c'entra questo con le stelle? What has this to do with the stars?

How come,' Big Angel said, 'we never kissed?' 'Kissed?' 'Don't families kiss?' 'Like, brothers? Kissing?' 'Why not?' They pondered the new possibility.

Ieri ho domandato ad un bambino di cinque anni chi fosse Gesù. Sapete cos'ha risposto? Una statua.

queria saber apenas para onde vão os piolhos dos decapitados. Um enigma.

Eis aí uma boa pergunta, dizem os políticos nojentos e não sabem responder a essa boa pergunta.

It seemed to me much more than the mere question whether the negro should remain in slavery; that it really involved the question whether liberty should be strangled on the continent dedicated to liberty.

Shebna scraped the tablet clean and began drawing circles in the soft clay. "Suppose you had six figs and you ate two. How many would--" "Four." Hezekiah answered before Shebna finished, and the tutor's thick black eyebrows rose in surprise. "And suppose I had five figs. How many would we--" "Nine." "Have you done this before?" Hezekiah thought the question was ridiculous. "I've eaten figs lots of times.

Luck in the Shadows, Alec; you don't question it, you just give thanks and pray it doesn't run out!