Why not stakeholder action? There's no economic principal that says that management should be responsive to shareholders, in fact you can read in texts of business economics that they could just as well have a system in which the management is responsible to stakeholders.
Some men see what is, and ask 'Why?' I see what might be, and ask 'Why Not?'
There is the fear, common to all English-only speakers, that the chief purpose of foreign languages is to make fun of us. Otherwise, you know, why not just come out and say it?
If you want an opinion concerning the Bible, why not take it from the lips of someone who has a real acquaintance with it.
I love having fun! Why not?
Will I obliterate national debt? Sure, why not?
Let us, rather, gather facts, all the facts, regardless of aesthetic appeal or theoretical social worth, and spread those facts before us not as the soothsayer spreads the innards of a turkey but as a newspaper spreads its columns. Let us be journalists, then. And like all good journalists, we shall present our facts in an order that will satisfy the famous five W's: wow, whoopee, wahoo, why-not and whew.
Yeah, I make fun of blacks, and why not? I'm not a black.
Instead of constantly adapting to change, why not change to be adaptive?
My business is to enjoy and have fun. And why not, if in the end everything will end, right?
And why not death rather than living torment? To die is to be banish'd from myself; And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her Is self from self: a deadly banishment!
There is no good reason why we should not develop and change until the last day we live.
Like NASCAR race drivers or PGA golfers, why not require each of the [US presidential] candidates to cover their clothing, briefcases and staff with the logo patches of their corporate sponsors?
When you see someone who has turned his passion into a profit, ask yourself, ‘Why not me?
I wondered if the Demon that whispered "Why not be free?" was Freedom itself.
Some people look at creamed corn and ask, 'Why?' I look at creamed corn and ask, 'Why not?'
It had never occurred to him that the body of a woman of fifty, blown up to monstrous dimensions by childbearing, then hardened, roughened by work til it was coarse in the grain like an overripe turnip, could be beautiful. But is was so, and after all, he thought, why not?
As the U. S. , the world is questioning why not end it, and so if, in fact, we were to pull out, the world would definitely question why we did this to begin with. But I still believe the world would call upon us for help if they needed it.
There's no point in asking why, even though everybody will. I know why. The harder question is "why not?" I can't believe she ran out of answers before I did.
Instead of asking 'How much damage will the work in question bring about?' why not ask 'How much good? How much joy?'