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Questions are the creative acts of intelligence
Questions are the creative acts of intelligence
I answer the heroic question "Death, where is they sting?" with "It is here in my heart and mind and read more
I answer the heroic question "Death, where is they sting?" with "It is here in my heart and mind and memories."
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
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now read more
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions
How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to read more
How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to become -- to be at last, and to die in the fullness of his being.
You don't want a million answers as much as you want a few forever questions. The questions are diamonds you read more
You don't want a million answers as much as you want a few forever questions. The questions are diamonds you hold in the light. Study a lifetime and you see different colors from the same jewel.
You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by read more
You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions.
Question everything. Every stripe, every star, every word spoken. Everything.
Question everything. Every stripe, every star, every word spoken. Everything.
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.