Quotes About Inquiry

But to live in ignorance on such a point was impossible.

Do you not want to know who has taken it? cried his wife impatiently.

strange things may be generally accounted for if their cause be fairly seached out.

Miss Bingley's attention was quite as much engaged in watching Mr. Darcy's progress through his book, as in reading her own; and she was perpetually either making some inquiry, or looking at his page. She could not win him, however, to any conversation; he merely answered her question, and read on. At length, quite exhausted by the attempt to be amused with her own book, which she had only chosen because it was the second volume of his

Good heaven! My dear Isabella, what do you mean? Can you -- can you really be in love with James?

Nothing could be more impossible than to answer such a question, though nothing could be more agreeable than to have it asked. "How

Research shows that the average elementary teacher may ask as many as 348 questions a day (Sadker & Sadker, 1982), whereas the students may not ask any.

Email messages Friday night between Nancy and Lionel Lionel: What time is the game? What's the name

Every novel I've written has been about finding stuff out. I'm motivated much more by curiosity than by self-expression.

Not to know is bad, but not to wish to know is worse.

The storyteller in me asks: what if? And when I try to answer that, a story begins

He squinted at me. What are you wearing? Is that some new form of birth control?

Is that your granny?" Ranger wanted to know. "Yup. She was checking to make sure Moogey was here." "You've got a helluva gene pool, babe.

Now it's my turn," Riley said. "What's your first name? Where'd you grow up? Who's your favorite Batman?

Here's the thing," Riley said. "I'm not really into diabolical possibilities. I'm more into logical explanations.

Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn't say.

He was obsessed with obituaries. She'd never read them before, he couldn't believe it, to him it was like someone who'd never read the funnies...Michael always wanted to know what they died of- accidental gunshot wounds, overdose, cancer. 'Was it suicide?' That's what he really wanted to know.

Nothing guarantees that reasonable people will agree about everything, of course, but the unreasonable are certain to be divided by their dogmas. It is time we recognized that this spirit of mutual inquiry, which is the foundation of all real science, is the very antithesis of religious faith.

I put forward formless and unresolved notions, as do those who publish doubtful questions to debate in the schools, not to establish the truth but to seek it.

If you crave for Knowledge, the banquet of Knowledge grows and groans on the board until the finer appetite sickens.

Think about the world you want to live and work in. What do you need to know to build the world? Demand that your teachers teach you that.

If you expect to see the final results of your work, you simply have not asked a big enough question.

A piece of art is never a finished work. It answers a question which has been asked, and asks a new question.

I do not know. [summarising his life's work]