Quotes About Question

Not a day goes by, when I don't ask a cosmic question. Does life have meaning? Or is this all smoke and mirrors? Are we all doomed?

Pandora! How could you let such a thing happen? And no sooner had I asked such a question than I realized I was quarreling with her as I had done so often of old.

Is this the only question you bring to me, is this the only power that obsesses you, so that you must make us gods and devils yourself when the only power that exists is inside ourselves?

Qué significa morir cuando puedes vivir hasta el fin del mundo?

The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful?

Do you promise? He demanded again. I can't let you go, Alek. She said softly. You...what?

Mr. Cultier, why do you pronounce your name Cult-E-A if you're American?" "How would you have me pronounce it, Bob?

Because faithfulness is not a human question, but a divine one.

For I did not want him to see, or to question me, for here contains already secrets, and my secrets are my fortune and my sanity.

He didn't ask himself if she was beautiful, because the physical effect of her presence made the question insignificant.

Thomas Paine, one of the principal architects of American democracy, wrote a formal denunciation of civilization in a tract called Agrarian Justice: "Whether… civilization has most promoted or most injured the general happiness of man is a question that may be strongly contested," he wrote in 1795. "[Both] the most affluent and the most miserable of the human race are to be found in the countries that are called civilized.

If you seek to become indispensable, a similar question is worth asking: "Where do you put the fear?" What separates a linchpin from an ordinary person is the answer to this question.

The challenge is to ask a two-part question: What next? What now? Asking is the hard part.

What had he done to her? How did he know how to do that? Probably better if she didn't try to find the answer to that question. Probably better if she didn't allow herself to keep thinking the next: when would he do it again? He was a wicked man. She wasn't so innocent as not to understand his last comment. Surely the Church frowned on that sort of behavior.

The issue embraces more than the fate of these United States. It presents to the whole family of man the question whether Ã¢â'¬Â¦ a government of the people, by the same people, can or cannot maintain its territorial integrity against its own domestic foes.

me if you knew something, but you couldn't

laughed at his third "what

Do you mind if I ask you a question, darlin'? Only if you stop calling me darlin' Now where I come from that's a term of endearment. Really? Well, where I come from motherfucker is a term of endearment. Want me to start calling you that?

Is God a man or a woman? God could be an armadillo. I have no idea.

If God were good, why would he create Rush Limbaugh?

In the end, I think I wasn't defending anything at all. I'm an editor—an artist—and I like to make connections; I am paid to make connections. And so I wonder. Did I walk down those stairs because I was curious? Because a question had been asked (Who owned the feet that landed on my basement floor?) and I, the editor, wanted to discover the answer?

If a tree falls in a forest and gets pulped to make paper for a book that never gets read, but there's nobody there to read it, does it make a sound?

You're omniscient, right? For the most part, yes. Then you have to tell me this 'cause I have to know. What's at the end of everything? He shrugged. That's easy enough. Then tell me. The letter G.

What the hell are you? (Desiderius) I'm her godfather, with a heavy emphasis on the god part. (Acheron)