Quotes About Question

What should we mean by intelligence? It is not a question of fact, for there is no fact; it is a moral question. There is a shouldness in it.

There was nothing more pressing to do all day, every day, except think about the question that his whole life had failed to answer: How did music trick the body into thinking it had a soul?

Olivia leans in. Are you okay? His reply sticks in his wide, coprophagic grin.

The question stops the man, as simple ones sometimes do. He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits.

It had been a long day, and the thing he wanted to know would take ten years of coursework to grasp. But a child's question was the start of all things.

He nodded in the dark, confirmed. His hand waved a question across the sky. Stars everywhere. More than we can count? So why isn't the night sky full of light? His slow, sad words stiffened the hairs up and down my body. My son had rediscovered Olbers' paradox.

The question stops the man, as simple ones sometimes do. He stands lost in the universe's weeds, hunched a little from the stronger gravity of the world he visits. "Someday, it may hold all the plans we have.

Do I love you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you?

system. The automatic

How does it taste?" Carter wondered. Zia smiled. "Stick out your tongue." To answer Carter's question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires. "Ugh." I spit a blue gob of "order and harmony" into the fountain.

Ask me again, once we defeat Gaea.

I didn't learn a thing," I promised Alex. "You are still a mystery wrapped in a question mark wrapped in flannel.

Is Tyson okay?' I asked. The question seemed to take my dad by surprise. 'He's fine. Doing much better than I expected. Though 'peanut butter' is a strange battle cry.

Are you a ghost?

Quer dizer que todo mundo aqui toma Bebsi quando come bizza?

Reader, you may ask this question; in fact, you must ask this question: Is it ridiculous for a very small, sickly, big-eared mouse to fall in love with a beautiful princess named Pea? The answer is . . . yes. Of course, it's ridiculous. Love is ridiculous. But love is also wonderful. And powerful.

Are you a man or a mouse?

The longer he marched, the more convinced Peter became that things were indeed hopeless and that an elephant was a ridiculous answer to any question- but a particularly ridiculous answer to a question posed by the human heart.

Did I ask ye how old you were today? Get out of my face before I give ye a good clout to the ear.

I have often asked myself whether, given the choice, I would choose to have manic-depressive illness. If lithium were not available to me, or didn't work for me, the answer would be a simple no—and it would be an answer laced with terror. But lithium does work for me, and therefore I suppose I can afford to pose the question. Strangely enough I think I would choose to have it. It's complicated.

Your one and possibly only chance to get the answer to every question in the universe, and you'll ask, 'Why are bats furry?

So what are the other routes? His lips curved. Did I say there were any? You implied it. Perhaps. And the next time you wish to leave, you have only to tell me, and I will show you ... and go with you. I'm quite safe in the city. But is the city safe when you are in it? That's the question.

Will that branch hold two?" I said, looking at it. "Maybe. The question is whether you're willing to risk it." I swung onto the branch and started sidling out. He grinned. " Dumb question, wasn't it?" "It was." "You can't resist me." "No, I can't resist a dare.

Too bad dogs can't talk," Sam said. I glanced over at her. "Um, we're all feeling bad about Hayley," Corey said. "Don't interrupt by wishing we could question the dog." "That's not what I meant. Hayley could tell you it was a trap. He can't." "Kenjii's a she," I said. "Whatever.