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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.
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.
The power to question is the basis of all human progress.
The power to question is the basis of all human progress.
If we are ever in doubt about what to do, it is a good rule to ask ourselves what we read more
If we are ever in doubt about what to do, it is a good rule to ask ourselves what we shall wish on the morrow that we had done.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
You ask: what is the meaning or purpose of life? I can only answer with another question: do you think read more
You ask: what is the meaning or purpose of life? I can only answer with another question: do you think we are wise enough to read God's mind?
Sometimes I lie awake at night, and ask, 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This read more
Sometimes I lie awake at night, and ask, 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This is going to take more than one night.'
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?
Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know
Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know