Quotes About Inquiry

My mom was really vigorous about making sure that we saw things and that we questioned things. Education was so important to both of my parents.

Did you follow me here?" I asked. Lake shrugged. "The word follow seems to suggest you got here first.

What is the human condition, if not Why me?

I wondered and I prayed and I Googled.

If yes is no and once is never then how many sides does a triangle have? - Jameson Hawthorne

What in the world had I done to attract the attention of the FBI?

Alisa,' knarsetandde ik, 'heeft jouw kantoor een huurmoordenaar in dienst?' 'Nee.' Alisa klonk nog altijd volmaakt professioneel. 'Maar ik ben heel vindingrijk. Als je wilt, kan ik hier en daar wat navraag doen.

Socrates counts among those great minds who actually cultivated doubt in the name of truth.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

I accuse the three experts in handwriting, Sieurs Belhomme. Varinard and Couard, of having made lying and fraudulent reports, unless a medical inquiry should prove them to be suffering from diseased sight and judgment.

I have but one passion—that of light. This I ask for in the name of humanity, which has suffered so much, and which has a claim to happiness. My passionate protest is but the cry of my soul. Let anyone who dares bring me before an Assize Court, and let the inquiry be held in broad daylight. I am waiting.

And whose 'I'll meet you' hesitates If love inquire, 'Where?

Will there really be a Morning? Is there such a thing as Day? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they? Has it feet like Water lilies? Has it feathers like a Bird? Is it brought from famous countries Of which I have never heard? Oh some Scholar! Oh some Sailor! Oh some Wise Men from the skies! Please to tell a little Pilgrim Where the place called Morning lies!

Why do I need to have reasons? When someone decides to have a baby, people don't go around asking what her reasons are.

it was always that way with the dead; they slid away before we knew enough to ask them the right questions. All we could do was remember them, as much as we could remember them, whether it was accurate or not.

We don't want her poking her nose into this!

Evolution is a theory with more holes than a Dutch dam of swiss cheese.

She held out a small voice recorder. 'By the way, could you describe exactly how you felt at the moment of impact? I'm writing this short story--' 'Put that away, Hazel,' hissed Mam. 'The poor boy is in pain.' Hazel persisted. 'Would that be a white-hot pain? Or more of a dull throbbing pain?

So what's going on in there? Anything interesting?" Root tried to answer, but his soldier's vocabulary just didn't have the superlatives. "What? What is it?" The commander made an attempt. "It's…the human…I've never…Oh, forget it, Foaly. You're going to have to see this for yourself.

One, don't call me Julius. Two, do what I say, horsey boy, or I'll have your budget slashed. And three, what in Frond's name is the cancan?

sophistical questions, so we ought to exercise ourselves

ask yourself how Socrates or Zeno

Our passionate preoccupation with the sun, the stars and a God somewhere in outer space is a homing impulse. We are drawn back to where we came from.

readers who think I have answers when all I have are a few pointed questions...