If you asked people, "Do you like jazz?" they would be like, "not at all. " But I think that if you're really putting yourself out there and really communicating, music can put you beyond people's preconceptions, beyond their playlist.
How about this?' Simmon asked me. "Which is worse, stealing a pie or killing Ambrose?" I gave it a moment's hard thought. "A meat pie, or a fruit pie?
Ah, Evie,” she heard him say softly, “I must have a heart, after all…because right now it aches like the devil. ” “Only your heart?” she asked ingenuously, making him laugh. He lowered her to the bed, his eyes sparkling wickedly. “Also a few other things,” he conceded. “And as my wife, it’s your duty to ease all my aches.
We are not asked to do great things. We are asked to do all things with great care.
"Does God know he [exists]?" "Of course he does. Otherwise, you could not have asked the question, and I could not have answered. "
Can we afford clean water? Can we afford rivers and lakes and streams and oceans which continue to make possible life on this planet? Can we afford life itself? Those questions were never asked as we destroyed the waters of our nation, and they deserve no answers as we finally move to restore and renew them. These questions answer themselves.
What's going on?" Newt asked, looking back and forth between Thomas and Aris. "Why're you guys looking at each other like you just fell in love?
Do you think that when they asked George Washington for ID that he just whipped out a quarter?
I did not ask for success; I asked for wonder.
I was terrible student. I was capable, but I never like being told what to do, so I was always in the bottom class at school. In Australia, a lot of students study to the end of year 10, but don't go on to the final year, and I was asked to leave the school because they just thought I wasn't performing well enough. I used to sneak off to play piano, and defy the rules of the school.
I hated my last boss. He asked, Why are you two hours late? I said, I fell downstairs. He said, That doesn't take two hours.
I do not want to arrive at the end of life and then be asked what I made of it and have to answer: 'I acted. ' I want to be able to say: 'I loved and I was mystified. It was a joy sometimes, and I knew grief. And I would like to do it all again. '
I'm sometimes asked 'Can you lose the accent?'and I say 'No, but I can put on another one'.
I remember in grammar school the teacher asked if anyone had any hobbies. I was the only one with any hobbies and I had every hobby there was. . . name anything, no matter how esoteric. I could have given everyone a hobby and still had 40 or 50 to take home.
The question, "What is the purpose thereof?" cannot be asked about anything which is not the product of an agent; therefore we cannot ask what is the purpose of the existence of God.
Last night I asked my husband, 'What's your favorite sexual position?' and he said, 'Next door. '
In Istanbul I met a man who said he knew beyond a doubt that God was a cat. I asked why he was so sure, and the man said, "When I pray to him, he ignores me. "
When asked, "Why do you always wear black?", he said, "I am mourning for my life.
I've never been married because, first of all, I don't think I've ever seriously been asked by anyone who I wanted to marry. [. . . ] And also I'm monogamous.
I never asked anybody to take me seriously.