#questioning

The first ingredient to being wrong is to claim that you are right. Geniuses have a knack for raising new questions. Hence by the public they are either admired for their creativity or, even more commonly so, detested for disturbing the daily peace of mind. ↗

— Criss Jami

#challenge #challenger #changes #controversy #creativity

Why do you dwell on things that don’t matter when there are so many things that do? ↗

— Dennis Sharpe

#life-lessons #questioning #simple-truth #life

I started second-guessing myself and was always questioning myself. I have really learned a lot. ↗

— Yani Tseng

#i #learned #lot #myself #questioning

Prior to any questioning, the person must be warned that he has a right to remain silent, that any statement he does make may be used as evidence against him and that he has a right to the presence of an attorney, either retained or appointed. ↗

— Earl Warren

#any #appointed #attorney #does #either

I don't spend that much time being introspective, believe it or not. All I know is that I grew up not questioning God because that's how you are. God was there like the birds and the wind. ↗

— Jane Goodall

#being #believe #birds #god #grew

I feel like I want to crawl out of my skin, especially when people start questioning me. ↗

— Skeet Ulrich

#especially #feel #i #i feel #i feel like

Usually people are questioning my athleticism more than my femininity! ↗

— Gabrielle Reece

#more #people #questioning #than #usually

The marvelous thing is that for thousands of years people have continued questioning and searching and ultimately concluding that reasons for certain occurrences are not given to man to know. ↗

— Robert Vaughn

#concluding #continued #given #know #man

Instead, I was interested in what I guess I could call narrative indeterminacy, in questioning the apparent, taken-for-granted authority of any particular representation of the events in question. ↗

— Peter Straub

#apparent #authority #call #could #events

Did you know, that one night; one moonless, clear, shining night; with the shadowy silhouettes of trees crisp against the star-filled sky – I, on the high, level terrace of my flat, stretched out my hand! Against all odds and possibilities of unbelief and grief – a life of searchings, discontent, and a nagging sense of unreality… A spider-web intuition of a spread-out, intricate illusion that wilfully withheld the truth from me. ↗

— Radhika Mukherjee

#longing #our-particular-shadows #questioning #radhika-mukherjee #beauty