Questions are the creative acts of intelligence

Questions are the creative acts of intelligence

Good questions outrank easy answers.

Good questions outrank easy answers.

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.

The question is, why are politicians so eager to be president? What is it about the job that makes it read more

The question is, why are politicians so eager to be president? What is it about the job that makes it worth revealing, on national television, that you have the ethical standards of a slime-coated piece of industrial waste?

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.

Why did men worship in churches, locking themselves away in the dark, when the world lay beyond its doors in read more

Why did men worship in churches, locking themselves away in the dark, when the world lay beyond its doors in all its real glory?

There is no such thing as a worthless conversation, provided you know what to listen for. And questions are the read more

There is no such thing as a worthless conversation, provided you know what to listen for. And questions are the breath of life for a conversation.

The test of a good teacher is not how many questions he can ask his pupils that they will answer read more

The test of a good teacher is not how many questions he can ask his pupils that they will answer readily, but how many questions he inspires them to ask him which he finds it hard to answer

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.