I've learned that life is very tricky business: Each person needs to find what they want to do in life and not be dissuaded when people question them.
What we've gone through in the last several years has caused some people to question 'Can we trust Microsoft?'
I'm just in an unfortunate business where if you ask me a question I have to answer it honestly and if I don't answer it truthfully then I'm not respected.
The question, I've come to think, is not what inspires one to change, but what inspires one to remain changed.
The great thing about living in New York is the constant change of things. It inspires me to keep moving, push forward, question ideas.
I am slightly fascinated by the question of whether humanity is capable of change. I may have come to the conclusion that we're not, but we keep trying.
The only thing I hope I did was never put in question my love for the game, or my passion to be counted on when it mattered most.
I hope this view of the question may be a mistaken one, because it does not seem to me very unlikely that the suffrage will be granted to women.
To raise new questions, new possibilities, to regard old problems from a new angle, requires creative imagination and marks real advance in science.
In the last analysis, it is our conception of death which decides our answers to all the questions that life puts to us.
I do not want to speak about overpopulation or birth control, but I think education is the way to give new impetus to the poverty question.
You see, some non-Catholic friends of mine have questioned the depth of my faith because of the fact that I have a good education.
So I was shampooing at 14. But I've always thought that had I the opportunity for an education, I would have been an architect. There's no question about it.
Questioning authority is, I think, a great thing to instill in children. I just didn't have enough of that when I was little.
How do I explain Neil Young? Great question! I explain Neil Young as, I would kill to see his acoustic shows.
Look, it's one of the great mysteries of the world, I cannot answer that question. I think I'm vaguely blonde. To be perfectly frank, I don't know.
Just like all great stories, our fears focus our attention on a question that is as important in life as it is in literature: What will happen next?
Whence come I and whither go I? That is the great unfathomable question, the same for every one of us. Science has no answer to it.
If you get asked a really tough question and you give a really good answer, you come off looking really good.
I think that fiction is an excellent place for us to struggle with questions of good and evil, and humanity and inhumanity.
I think most of us are outsiders. And I think that's good because it makes you question things.
