I’ve played basketball, and I’ve stood at the free-throw line with a tie game and 0.2 seconds left. But there is no feeling in the world like being in that ring when they close it up and ask, ‘Are you ready?’
Brethren, let us mind our own business – that is, the calling the Lord has called us to – to do everything we can to promote the good of the Cause of Truth, and never ask how big we are, or inquire who we are; but let it be, ‘What can I do to build up the Kingdom of God upon the Earth?’
If you ask two people to remember a specific event, the stories are going to vary wildly because we always make ourselves out to be the hero.
There’s a classic medical aphorism: ‘Listen to the patient; they’re telling you the diagnosis.’ Actually, a lot of patients are just telling you a lot of rubbish, and you have to stop them and ask the pertinent questions. But, yes, in both drama and medicine, isolated facts can accumulate to create the narrative.
I just don’t think it’s very dignified to ask people to like you. You can just wind up being somebody’s ottoman.
Nobody ever asks who was the seventh person on the Moon. The only thing they know is who’s number one and who’s number two. Does anybody know who the last man was?
Don’t ask me to explain a mystique. I’m just enjoying all this while it lasts. I’m basically doing the same thing I was doing 20 years ago.
People ask me if there are going to be stories of Harry Potter as an adult. Frankly, if I wanted to, I could keep writing stories until Harry is a senior citizen, but I don’t know how many people would actually want to read about a 65 year old Harry still at Hogwarts playing bingo with Ron and Hermione.
Peking welcomed me with tremendous parades and gun salutes. The people with me are proud of me, proud that our downtrodden country has taken its place among the great nations. And now, people of America, I ask you, why didn’t Eisenhower accord me the same respect?
If any of you should ask me for an epitome of the Christian religion, I should say that it is in one word – prayer. Live and die without prayer, and you will pray long enough when you get to hell.
If I have a daughter, I want her to grow up in a world where people know to explicitly ask before touching her.
What makes us human, I think, is an ability to ask questions, a consequence of our sophisticated spoken language.
I never stop reading. I read everything, and I read every day. If you never read anything, be curious. Curiosity is the true foundation of education, reading things that we’ve factually already agreed on, and I love reading books. With that said, it’s more important that you ask the question ‘why.’
People ask where I’m from, and I say ‘Los Angeles.’ Then they ask again. ‘Well, my parents are from Korea.’
Corruption happens because there is impunity. That’s the reason why corruption is widespread at all levels – from the person who asks for a bribe on the street to those who hold prominent positions.
People ask all the time, ‘What would you be doing if you weren’t Kid Rock?’ It’s simple: I’d be broke Kid Rock.
What Must I Do to Be Saved? It is impossible to ask a more weighty Question! It is deplorable that we hear it asked with no more Frequency, with nor more Agony.
God has entrusted us with his most precious treasure – people. He asks us to shepherd and mold them into strong disciples, with brave faith and good character.
Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune.
The whole theme of Interview with the Vampire was Louis’s quest for meaning in a godless world. He searched to find the oldest existing immortal simply to ask, What is the meaning of what we are?
We gazed dreamily at the Milky Way and once in a while caught some shooting stars. Times like those gave me the opportunity to wonder and ask all those very basic questions. That sense of awe for the heavens started there.
If my grandchildren were to look at me and say, ‘You were aware species were disappearing and you did nothing, you said nothing’, that I think is culpable. I don’t know how much more they expect me to be doing, I’d better ask them.
If you ask me what I worry about every morning when I wake up, it’s that I don’t understand future mainstream Internet users’ habits.
Ask anyone committed to Marxist analysis how many angels dance on the head of a pin, and you will be asked in return to never mind the angels, tell me who controls the production of pins.
Ask any lawyer – if a prosecutor thinks he can win a case, he’ll prosecute it.
Alas! You complain that your soul is out of tune. Then ask the Master to tune the heart-strings.
To solve any problem, here are three questions to ask yourself: First, what could I do? Second, what could I read? And third, who could I ask?
Freedom comes only to those who no longer ask of life that it shall yield them any of those personal goods that are subject to the mutations of time.
I just love writing songs and singing them. People seem to enjoy them, and that’s all you can really ask for. I didn’t get into it to try to be a celebrity or whatever.
I’m not the kind of actress who asks a lot of questions of my directors unless it’s something I really need to know.
If I’ve got a message to the younger generation, it’s this: don’t be scared of failure. Get out there, try things, and never be afraid to ask for help.
We are no longer going to ask for the land, but we are going to take it without negotiating.
I don’t understand why people set limits, like I will buy a house, then car, and so on. But I ask them, what after you’ve achieved all that? I have come to realize the value other things, like nature, or spending time with my family in Ludhiana or peace of mind.
If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? Do they get smart just in time to ask questions?
The man never feels the want of what it never occurs to him to ask for.
Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself, ‘What makes me come alive?’ Because what the world – a wife, a child – needs is men who have come alive.
They – you know, when we walked in – when I walked in with the two white men that had carried me down – and they cursed me all the way down. They would ask me questions, and when I would try to answer, they would tell me to hush.
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.
Can a mortal ask questions which God finds unanswerable? Quite easily, I should think. All nonsense questions are unanswerable.
Some movie stars wear their sunglasses even in church. They’re afraid God might recognize them and ask for autographs.
People ask me about my limp. I say, ‘You know, I don’t know how bad it is, because I don’t watch – I don’t watch myself.’ I don’t look at it. I don’t.
On tour, people know that if they ever ask me what I want to eat, I will always say Asian food. I’m becoming a stereotype, but it’s what I want to eat. I want to eat rice.
My parents felt that acting was far too insecure. Don’t ask me what made them think that painting would be more secure.
I don’t like gurus. I don’t like people who ask you to follow or believe. I like people who ask you to think independently.
If I or my soldiers have plundered or done injury to the houses or to the ministers of religion, I repent me of my sin – but it is not of Edward of England that I shall ask pardon.
I grew up between Detroit and Ghana, and I had to make friends in an instant. It sharpened my wit, and also, just for my own sanity’s sake, I felt like I wanted to entertain myself. So I’m going through all these experiences, and I ask myself, ‘Is this crazy? Is it? Wait, what’s so funny about this?’
My skin may have wrinkles but it’s because I’m smiling so much. That might sound like some terrible American greetings card, but I feel it’s immoral for me to castigate my body for getting older, when it does everything I ask of it.
Influential people are never satisfied with the status quo. They’re the ones who constantly ask, ‘What if?’ and ‘Why not?’ They’re not afraid to challenge conventional wisdom, and they don’t disrupt things for the sake of being disruptive; they do it to make things better.
People ask what my goal is. I don’t have a goal.
Ask me for my shirt off my back, I’ll give it to you. Tell me? Not a chance.
In general, I usually don’t really go by or live my life by a clock, and outside of touring, I don’t really ask anyone else to. It’s not out of lack of respect for anyone or intentional.
I give my roosters the best of food. I give them the best of care. I give them everything they want before I ask them to sacrifice. Get a rooster comfortable, and he’ll fight his ass off. That’s all I ask of HBO. They just can’t see that.
A lot of people like to ask me, ‘Ali, how on earth do you balance family and career?’ Men never get asked that question. Because they don’t.
My mother’s childhood was complex, disjointed, and disturbing. As children, we would gather round and ask her to tell us again and again The Story of Her Childhood. It was Grimmsian, Andersenesque: a classic fairy tale replete with goodies and baddies.
Creativity is just connecting things. When you ask creative people how they did something, they feel a little guilty because they didn’t really do it, they just saw something. It seemed obvious to them after a while. That’s because they were able to connect experiences they’ve had and synthesize new things.
