Unanswered Questions Quotes

Unanswered Questions Quote of the day

How many times can a man turn his head, and pretend that he just doesn't see?

Would you know my name, if I saw you in Heaven?

Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?

How much of you is repetition?

If we don't love ourselves, tell me, how can we love somebody else?

If I wrote you a love letter, would you write back?

How can you laugh when your mother's hungry? How can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong?

I constantly felt (as I suppose many an ambitious girl has felt) a thumping from within unanswered by any beckoning from without.

If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?

Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her, it's not yours, who can it be?

Should I peel a cap or should I let him survive?

I smoke herb, but what's the harm it that?

Nothing lasts forever. Should I?

Why is everything that is bad for me feel so good?

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken family?

An unanswered question is a fine traveling companion. It sharpens your eye for the road.

Living by faith isn't living with certainty. It's trusting God in spite of unanswered questions and unresolved doubts.

Now anxiety is the mark of spiritual insecurity. It is the fruit of unanswered questions. But questions cannot go unanswered unless they first be asked.

Tell me where are the flashbacks they all warned us would come?

Are you happy when you stick a needle in your vein?

Don't the wounded bird still sing?

Tell me where do I belong in a sick society?

Although I was first drawn to math and science by the certainty they promised, today I find the unanswered questions and the unexpected connections at least as attractive.

Heartbeat, why do you skip when my baby's lips meet mine?

It’s not only for unanswered questions that we seek knowledge but also for the examination of unquestioned answers.

There’s no such thing as trust unless you have unanswered questions in your life. If you know everything, theres nothing to trust God for.

Should I pursue a path so twisted? Should I crawl defeated and gifted?

Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedposts overnight. If your mother said don't chew it, do you swallow it in spite?

Does what you think of you determine your worth?

The outcome of a still veracitless life. Am I livin' it right?

How come everything I need always comes with batteries?

Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?

Who can I turn to? Who can I trust?

You say in life, mistakes are many. How come you never admit to any?

Unholy soldier, disciple of sin, what kind of mind are you living in?

Voices in the darkness scream away my mental health, can I ask a question to help me save me from myself?

Just wondering why I feel so all alone, why I'm a stranger in my own?

Do you want me crucified for my profanity?

Where's that higher love I keep thinking of?

So part of what being psychedelic means, I think, is relentlessly living with unanswered questions.

If you went crazy, would you know it?

The sun is getting dim, will I pay for who I've been?

I talk to myself on paper about my characters - sometimes writing in first person... I keep lists of unanswered questions that I can always turn to in order to get myself going.

What if she figures out you're not very smart?

Did God make man in a breath of holy fire, or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire?

Does the weight of consequence drag you down until it pulls you under?

How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me?

Do you know the way to San Hose?

Is forever longer than always?

What makes you so lavish that you can afford to spend every sober moment feeling angry and bored?