The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not read more

The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not beautiful. And very shortly you discover that there is no reason.

The question is not whether we will die, but how we will live.

The question is not whether we will die, but how we will live.

Openly questioning the way the world works and challenging the power of the powerful is not an activity customarily rewarded.

Openly questioning the way the world works and challenging the power of the powerful is not an activity customarily rewarded.

The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was: "If I stop to help this man, what will read more

The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was: "If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?" But... the good Samaritan reversed the question: "If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?"

The question why there is evil in existence is the same as why there is imperfection... But this is the read more

The question why there is evil in existence is the same as why there is imperfection... But this is the real question we ought to ask: Is this imperfection the final truth, is evil absolute and ultimate?

He who asks a question is a fool for five minutes; he who does not ask a question remains a read more

He who asks a question is a fool for five minutes; he who does not ask a question remains a fool forever

Question everything. Every stripe, every star, every word spoken. Everything.

Question everything. Every stripe, every star, every word spoken. Everything.

The question is, why are politicians so eager to be president? What is it about the job that makes it read more

The question is, why are politicians so eager to be president? What is it about the job that makes it worth revealing, on national television, that you have the ethical standards of a slime-coated piece of industrial waste?

A man ninety years old was asked to what he attributed his longevity. I reckon, he said, with a twinkle read more

A man ninety years old was asked to what he attributed his longevity. I reckon, he said, with a twinkle in his eye, it because most nights I went to bed and slept when I should have sat up and worried.