When somebody questions or insults my integrity and my credibility that’s not for sale.
I remember right after Carter got elected, I was sitting in my apartment in Albany, CA, on a Saturday listening to people call Carter and ask stupid questions while I designed the screen editor.
My first day in the police was July 16, 1972. I was the only woman in the IPS. I remember getting a lot of questions. Are you sure you want to do this? Have you thought about your family? Why did you choose to be here? There was a lot of amazement and doubt.
Science is increasingly answering questions that used to be the province of religion.
I don’t like a girl on social media, when you have an open inbox, answering questions from dudes left and right every day. What’s the point? It’s like having your number all out. Everybody think they’re famous when they get 100,000 followers on Instagram and 5,000 on Twitter.
When I first sat down with my oncologist the day before Thanksgiving, and she told me I would need 8 rounds of chemo, one of my first questions admittedly was: ‘Will I lose my hair?’ It sounds shallow, I know, but it was a very scary image to me.
I think the questions on the grit scale about not letting setbacks disappoint you, finishing what you begin, doing things with focus, I think that those are things I would aspire to or hope for for all our children.
You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions.
The mind of man has perplexed itself with many hard questions. Is space infinite, and in what sense? Is the material world infinite in extent, and are all places within that extent equally full of matter? Do atoms exist or is matter infinitely divisible?
I feel like a good director provokes you to ask questions about your character, but doesn’t answer them for you.
I once interviewed David Herbert Donald, the Lincoln historian, and we talked about how one deals with the secondary sources and the previous biographies. He said something which kept coming back to me as I worked on Cleopatra, which was: ‘There’s no further new material; there are only new questions.’
My whole life is waiting for the questions to which I have prepared answers.
The wise man doesn’t give the right answers, he poses the right questions.
I’m not a big fan of the interview. It’s a lot of questions I don’t have answers for, a lot of questions about the music industry.
I love doing what I do. I love asking questions. I love being in the mix.
Take the attitude of a student, never be too big to ask questions, never know too much to learn something new.
I do not think there was anything abusive in my house. Yet, I stand by a lot of my critiques of Western parenting. I think there’s a lot of questions about how you instill true self-esteem.
People ask me so many questions.
And I like asking questions, to keep learning; people with big egos might not want to look unsure.
I’m getting tired of answering the same questions every day.
It’s just so fragile. The growing sense of ‘Oh, God, what am I doing? Am I any good? Will I ever work again?’ All those questions of self doubt, they do creep in.
There were certain questions about the foundations of morals that advances in science all threaten to make more complicated.
Why was I feeling this way? Why was everything so bad in my life? I had no answers to these questions.
A Nicklaus Design golf course is done by the guys in my company that I work with, that have been trained in my vision, and they do what they think I might do. They might come in the office and ask me questions and I’d certainly answer their questions, but I’m not involved in the site visits or anything else.
We thought that we had the answers, it was the questions we had wrong.
I’m about being honest and knowing that people are watching, and they want to know that I’m asking questions that they want the answers to.
Being an intellectual creates a lot of questions and no answers.
The questions of philosophy proper are human desires and fears and aspirations – human emotions – taking an intellectual form.
The only questions that really matter are the ones you ask yourself.
I’ve always been really curious about things and slightly confused by the world, and I think someone who feels that way is in a good position to be the one asking questions.
I gotta answer the hard questions in a hard-type manner. Anything else would be uncivilized.
It defies common sense that stores are fined for selling toy guns to children, but someone who isn’t even allowed to board an airplane in this country can purchase as many real guns he wants with no questions asked.
School prayer, abortion, and school busing are indeed controversial issues. I doubt that there ever will be complete agreement on the public-policy questions they raise.
Every clarification breeds new questions.
I feel a little uncomfortable at being asked the sorts of questions that other Catholics in public life tend not to be asked.
Don’t underestimate questions from the crowd; technology has made voters more informed than ever.
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.
Asking the right questions takes as much skill as giving the right answers.
One of the big questions in the climate change debate: Are humans any smarter than frogs in a pot? If you put a frog in a pot and slowly turn up the heat, it won’t jump out. Instead, it will enjoy the nice warm bath until it is cooked to death. We humans seem to be doing pretty much the same thing.
The thing that is incredibly helpful is that we screen the movies and we ask the audience if they like it or not and we ask a lot of questions and do testing on the movies. For comedies, at least, it’s very helpful. If they’re not laughing and they don’t say that they loved it, then I have screwed up.
There needs to be a place in the church or just outside – there needs to be a place where people feel free to ask questions without being put upon, where they feel free to ask difficult, challenging questions to voice their skepticism.
When it comes to spiritual truth, how can we know that we are on the right path? One way is by asking the right questions – the kind that help us ponder our progress and evaluate how things are working for us.
Ask the right questions if you’re to find the right answers.
I think it is about time that equipped women began to take on some of the ethical questions which a male-dominated culture has produced and dissect and analyze them quite to pieces in a serious fashion. It is time that ‘half the human race’ had something to say about the nature of its existence.
The questions worth asking, in other words, come not from other people but from nature, and are for the most part delicate things easily drowned out by the noise of everyday life.
You should not ask questions without knowledge.
All my stepchildren carried the burden of my fame. Sometimes they would read terrible things about me, and I’d worry about whether it would hurt them. I would tell them: ‘Don’t hide these things from me. I’d rather you ask me these things straight out, and I’ll answer all your questions.’
Certain media-related developments in the country are raising questions regarding its objectivity and credibility. Paid news and the declining roles of the editors and their editorial freedom is posing a major threat to the Indian media.
Facebook is uniquely positioned to answer questions that people have, like, what sushi restaurants have my friends gone to in New York lately and liked? These are queries you could potentially do with Facebook that you couldn’t do with anything else, we just have to do it.
If you could sit down with Jesus, you wouldn’t need anybody else. He could answer all of your questions. Instead of Einstein and Louis Pasteur and Madame Curry, you could just have Jesus and he could answer for all of them.
Everywhere, authority and tradition have to justify themselves in the face of questions.
Art is nothing but the expression of our dream; the more we surrender to it the closer we get to the inner truth of things, our dream-life, the true life that scorns questions and does not see them.
I’ve been traveling all over the world for 25 years, performing, talking to people, studying their cultures and musical instruments, and I always come away with more questions in my head than can be answered.
I’ve never liked the recognition, the questions, the publicity. I have often felt like running away and hiding.
Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
Each time you present a tour, you’re faced with these questions of, ‘How do you want to present visual information? How do you want to take the music that we’re making on stage and visualize that?’
As you know, I get a lot of abuse on Twitter. And while I’m abroad on training camp, I train three times a day, often for two hours a time, and I haven’t got time to respond to all the people that ask questions.
Love is the total absence of fear. Love asks no questions. Its natural state is one of extension and expansion, not comparison and measurement.
