All I ask is equal freedom. When it is denied, as it always is, I take it anyhow.
The best way to learn is by doing; never ask others to do what you're not willing to do yourself.
Sentences can save us. Who could ask for anything more?
You never heard anybody ask 'Elvis who?'
Ask any woman how she makes it through the day, and she may mention her calendar, her to-do lists, her babysitter. But if you push her on how she really makes it through her day, she will mention her girlfriends.
People often ask themselves the right questions. Where they fail is in answering the questions they ask themselves, and even there they do not fail by much. . . But it takes time, it takes humility and a serious reason for searching.
I ask myself, 'why am I so lazy?' and am too lazy to reply.
The Americans, they always depend on a method what I call. . . stupid, silly. All I ask is check yourself. Do not in fact repeat their lies.
I learned, when hit by loss, to ask the right question: "What next?" instead of "Why me?". . . Whenever I am willing to ask "What is necessary next?" I have moved ahead. Whenever I have taken no for a final answer I have stalled and gotten stuck.
. . . because he was going to marry her. “It is customary to ask,” she now said as she turned to watch him button up a black shirt over that chest she’d licked and sucked and kissed not long ago. “Why?” He shrugged. “I’m not giving you a choice.
When King Lear dies in act five, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He has written, 'He dies. ' No more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential piece of dramatic literature is, 'He dies. ' Now I am not asking you to be happy at my leaving but all I ask you to do is to turn the page and let the next story begin. -- Mr. Magorium
My publishing deal is out of Nashville, my management is split between Nashville and Texas, but we are also getting to play eight other states as well as Canada and Europe this year. I don't want to pigeon-hole myself. When people ask me if I'm Texas or Nashville, I tell them I am just Cody Johnson.
Ask yourself: What did I eat for breakfast today? What did I eat for dinner last night? You see how fast reality fades away?
Rhodora! If the sages ask thee why This charm is wasted on the earth and sky, Tell them, dear, that if eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being.
When you've fallen on the highway and you're lying in the rain, and they ask you how you're doing of course you'll say you can't complain.
Each of us contributes our own piece to the whole, each in our own way, each in our own time with the gifts and talents that are ours. You ask about possible vehicles for change: question, stand, speak, act. Engage in unruly behavior. Disturb the status quo. Take direct action. Commit civil disobedience. Make art. Build community. Dance. Sing. Farm. Cook. Create something beautiful and then give it away. Find your own monkey wrench and use it with the force of love. Sharpen your pencil. Vote.
Fear and faith have something in common. They both ask us to believe in something we cannot see.
Ladies, [motherhood] is a full-time job. Do not kid yourself that you can be a dental receptionist and a mother; that you can be a typist and a mom; that you can be a Vice President and a mom. One of the two things will win. Now look at your Bible and ask what you have to do.
I'm not one generally to do that stuff anyway, and they didn't even ask me whether I'd seen the show [The Flash]. They didn't tell me anything about what I was going to play, they just inferred that there was going to be a lot of meat to sink my teeth into.
In Boston they ask, how much does he know? In New York, how much is he worth? In Philadelphia, who were his parents?
