I’m constantly trying to keep people guessing as to what I’m doing, and I will spend enormous amounts of time looking at manuscripts and asking questions, and people will say, ‘I know what his next book is about.’
I will say this: one of the things that is a pain when you’re expecting children is how much advice unsolicited people give you when you’re not asking for it.
When we look at the specific effect of the Internet on language, languages asking the question, ‘Has English become a different language as a result of the Internet?’ the answer has to be no.
I had a terrible time hiring rich people. It sounds funny, but the problem is when things go wrong they can ask, ‘Why am I doing this?’ You don’t ever want anybody asking that question. You want them to say, ‘I know why I’m doing it, I need the money, let’s go’ or whatever it is that draws them.
We always say we are a brand for our fans because through social media we’re so lucky to see what people are asking us for, what they’re looking for, and so we really design what we like but also take our fans in mind.
Be aware of who in your life is actually interested in hearing you discuss your writing, and who’s just asking to be polite. Listening to writers talk about their work is often excruciatingly dull.
The boldness of asking deep questions may require unforeseen flexibility if we are to accept the answers.
People are fascinated by space flight. It makes them interested in science, gets them asking questions and motivates them.
Magneto has a whole lot of complexity to him. Emotionally, he’s coming from a very damaged place. I like the ambivalence of it. I want the audience leaving the theater wondering, asking the questions themselves rather than being spoon-fed like a lot of these super-villain characters.
If you don’t fix latent failures in your system, you’re asking for trouble.
I was watching the devastations of the Kashmir floods, and a reporter was asking a local, who had just lost her house and her son, how she was feeling. I was stunned at the insensitivity. I did a 10-15 second satire on it and put it up on Facebook.
Rumors sound of galleries asking artists for upsized art and more of it. I’ve heard of photographers asked to print larger to increase the wall power and salability of their work. Everything winds up set to maximum in order to feed the beast.
The art and science of asking questions is the source of all knowledge.
Asking the government to help you for short periods of time is different than asking the government to take care of you for the rest of your life.
One summer, when I was a kid, I was in the car with my stepfather, and he was asking me where I thought I ranked, on a scale of 1 to 10. I said, ‘6,’ and he said, ‘3.’ I think it was his way of telling me that I needed to get out and really attack life.
Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
Survival is a privilege which entails obligations. I am forever asking myself what I can do for those who have not survived.
I call on people to be ‘obsessed citizens,’ forever questioning and asking for accountability. That’s the only chance we have today of a healthy and happy life.
Lofty questions about the mind are fascinating to ask, philosophers have been asking them for three millennia both in India where I am from and here in the West – but it is only in the brain that we can eventually hope to find the answers.
When you’re asking someone for assistance, make it as easy as possible for them to say ‘no’ to you. You don’t want someone helping you who doesn’t really want to.
The mind is a machine that is constantly asking: What would I prefer? Close your eyes, refuse to move, and watch what your mind does. What it does is become discontent with that-which-is. A desire arises, you satisfy that desire, and another arises in its place.
Truly smart technologies will remind us that we are not mere automatons who assist big data in asking and answering questions.
That’s something I learned from both my stepdad and my grandfather – that there is a thing called chivalry, and it doesn’t have to die with the birth of the Internet. The way I see it, if you’re asking a girl out on a date, it’s only right to do it in a way that she can hear your voice.
The woman who thinks she can choose femininity, can toy with it like the social drinker toys with wine – well, she’s asking for it, asking to be undone, devoured, asking to spend her life perpetrating a new fraud, manufacturing a new fake identity, only this time it’s her equality that’s fake.
I am atheist in a very religious mould. I’m always asking myself the big questions. Where did we come from? Is there a meaning to all of this? When I find myself in church, I edit the hymns as I sing them.
People are always asking me if I work out, but to be honest, I’m doing very little at the moment. The only time I really go to the gym is if I’m staying in a hotel.
When I’m by myself asking the questions that many of us do at some point in our lives, I look to the stars knowing that the answers are somewhere out there waiting to be discovered.
For some reason, I always get offered plays when I’m doing plays and then, if I stop doing them, people stop asking me.
Best strategy for a first date is to ask her questions. Just keeping asking her questions about herself. Her life, her job, her friends, her taste in movies and music and everything. People mostly just want to talk about themselves, so let her do that.
I was with the 101st Airborne Division in Iraq, really in the middle of nowhere, about 80 miles south of Baghdad. And it was almost midnight, and I got a computer message from the home office of the Washington Post asking me to call them. I did call them and was told that I’d won the Pulitzer Prize.
I’ve had a few embarrassing moments in restaurants. I tried to order a quesadilla, and I totally mispronounced the word. And another time, I asked for some toast with Marmite, and they had no idea what I was asking for!
Asking Siri where the nearest sushi bar is – that’s not interesting. What’s interesting is asking your phone where one of your friends have last had dinner in the neighborhood, or having it recommend a cool paella place in Barcelona because it knows you eat paella all the time at home.
I’m not dieting anymore. I want to eat what my body is asking of me. Just listen to your body in general – it’s all self-awareness.
I joined another circle and the leader gave us a little leaflet in very small print, asking us to read it carefully and then come prepared to ask questions. It was a technical Marxist subject and I did not understand it nor did I know what questions to ask.
I’m not asking people to feel sorry for me.
I’ve been pitching a show of five female stand-up comedians through the generations, from Phyllis Diller to Amy Schumer, so when I got an e-mail asking me if I would participate in the Women in Comedy Festival, I was thrilled.
I’ve always been more natural at doing hosting things: reading teleprompters, taking direction and asking questions… I’m actually able to perform a little bit.
Going to the cinema or a meal can be difficult, with people asking for pictures or autographs.
I’m not asking you to be tolerant of each other. Tolerance is for cowards. Understand each other.
Challenge me. Treat me like a game of checkers and play me. That’s all I’m asking, just play me. Treat me like Sega and play me.
I don’t get people asking me to fight face-to-face but there’s a lot of brave folk on the Internet.
Both of us played basketball, and I played tennis and my knees are done. Now if you ask us head-to-head who wins at golf, I’m asking for a couple of strokes.
You create your opportunities by asking for them.
I’ve been asking myself: ‘Why put together these things – CDs, albums?’ The answer I came up with is, well, sometimes it’s artistically viable. It’s not just a random collection of songs. Sometimes the songs have a common thread, even if it’s not obvious or even conscious on the artists’ part.
For years, we have been asking the E.U. to create something similar to the Russia-NATO council. Not in order to simply exchange opinions and work out recommendations, but to make decisions.
Nobody’s going to tell me how to be different, so stop asking me. Stop asking me what two-plus-two is. Everybody knows two-plus-two is five.
My husband is a former rocker and in charge of our humungous music collection, and I’ve recently been asking him for classical music.
Never in my heart did I want to quit, but I did, at the end of 2012, start to wonder when I was getting fractures from running hardly at all; I started thinking, ‘Am I asking too much of my body? Is it not going to do this for me anymore?’
What I want to know is how the white man, with the blood of black people dripping off his fingers, can have the audacity to be asking black people, ‘Do they hate him?’ That takes a lot of nerve.
Since I was a child, I started to ask very difficult questions; even my family was telling me all the time, ‘You’re a very difficult person, and we were having trouble answering your questions. Why are you asking so many questions?’
I did send a girl a plane ticket asking her for a visit, I guess that’s quite romantic.
