Quotes About Answer

I quoted Herbert Simon's definition of intuition in the introduction, but it will make more sense when I repeat it now: "The situation has provided a cue; this cue has given the expert access to information stored in memory, and the information provides the answer. Intuition is nothing more and nothing less than recognition.

You can feel Simon's impatience with the mythologizing of expert intuition when he writes: "The situation has provided a cue; this cue has given the expert access to information stored in memory, and the information provides the answer. Intuition is nothing more and nothing less than recognition.

Because you have little direct knowledge of what goes on in your mind, you will never know that you might have made a different judgment or reached a different decision under very slightly different circumstances. Formulas do not suffer from such problems. Given the same input, they always return the same answer.

If an event that was assigned a probability of 90% fails to happen, the judgment of probability was not necessarily a bad one. After all, outcomes that are just 10% likely to happen end up happening 10% of the time. The Gambardi exercise is an example of a nonverifiable predictive judgment, for two separate reasons: Gambardi is fictitious and the answer is probabilistic.

In most situations, a direct comparison makes people more careful and more logical. But not always. Sometimes intuition beats logic even when the correct answer stares you in the face.

We have to change, Rafiq." "Islam is the answer!" "Islam is the problem, habibi.

Who shot him? I asked. The grey man scratched the back of his neck and said: Somebody with a gun.

Insanity is applying a singular dimensional answer to a multi dimensional experience.

Worrying about complications before ruling out the possibility that the answer was simple would have been damned foolishness.

Chuck seemed deep in thought. "Well, they found a dead Griever, right?" "Yeah," Newt replied. "Thanks for that bit of news." Chuck absently tapped his fork against the table for a few seconds. "Well, then who killed the stupid thing?" Excellent question, Thomas thought. He waited for Newt to answer, but nothing came. He obviously didn't have a clue.

What's his name?" Teresa asked. Ladena answered in a weary voice as she started walking down the corridor. "They've called him Thomas.

God will call; they won't answer. Stubbornness of the heart is a terminal sickness. There is no solution for that condition apart from repentance and God's work of grace to break the heart.

Human freedom is not a freedom over nature; it is the freedom to be natural, that is, to answer to the spontaneity of nature with our own spontaneity. Though we are free to be natural, we are not free by nature; we are free by culture, by history.

And, echoing Jerott, 'So why in hell have you come?' Philippa's gaze, bright and owlish and obstinate, held his to the end. 'To look after the baby,' she answered. And disconcertingly, after a second's blank pause, Francis Crawford flung back his damp head and laughed.

Since I hear you are leaving, I have come to put certain matters before you. They are important. If I were a different manner of person, no doubt I should do more than this; I should plead, and I should cajole. I mean you to understand that if I cannot do that, it is not because I don't think them worthy. I wish you to listen to them and I will accept the answer you give me. I should only warn you, Francis, that on these matters, I will not brook lightness or insolence.

I wanted it all to be wonderful for you.' She waited for him to find his own answer to this, which he did with disarming swiftness. 'That's vanity, I suppose. Take pen and ink and write it down. His lordship is in the enjoyment of very low spirits, owing to his inexplicable inability to bend Providence to his own designs.

Exactly! said Deep Thought. So once you do know what the question actually is, you'll know what the answer means.

The door was the way to... to... The Door was The Way. Good. Capital letters were always the best way of dealing with things you didn't have a good answer to.

Forty-two! yelled Loonquawl. Is that all you've got to show for seven and a half million years' work? I checked it very thoroughly, said the computer, and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you've never actually known what the question is.

Forty-two," said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.

You're really not going to like it, observed Deep Thought. Tell us! All right, said Deep Thought. The answer to the Great Question... Yes...! Of Life, the Universe and Everything... said Deep Thought. Yes...! Is... said Deep Thought, and paused. Yes...! Is... Yes...!!!...? Forty-two, said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.

For seven and a half million years, Deep Thought computed and calculated, and in the end announced that the answer was in fact 42- and so another, even bigger, computer had to be built to find out what the actual question was.

The ultimate answer to life, the universe, and everything is: 42

All right," said Deep Thought. "The Answer to the Great Question . . ." "Yes . . . !" "Of Life, the Universe and Everything . . ." said Deep Thought. "Yes . . . !" "Is . . ." said Deep Thought, and paused. "Yes . . . !" "Is . . ." "Yes . . . !!! . . . ?" "Forty-two," said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.