#quest

There are always more questions. Science as a process is never complete. It is not a foot race, with a finish line.... People will always be waiting at a particular finish line: journalists with their cameras, impatient crowds eager to call the race, astounded to see the scientists approach, pass the mark, and keep running. It's a common misunderstanding, he said. They conclude there was no race. As long as we won't commit to knowing everything, the presumption is we know nothing. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#journalists #knowledge #questions #science #scientists

The first question she was asked was What do you do? as if that were enough to define you. Nobody ever asked you who you really were, because that changed. You might be a judge or a mother or a dreamer. You might be a loner or a visionary or a pessimist. You might be the victim, and you might be the bully. You could be the parent, and also the child. You might wond one day and heal the next. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#dreamer #question #victim #visionary #who-you-are

I don’t believe that," I said, and he raised his brow beneath his shaggy hair. "I never asked you to.” (Jessica) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#confidence #interaction #love #minutes-before-sunset #questioning

He believed he was in love with her, if he knew what love was. ↗

— Tim LaHaye

#love #question #love

Have you ever really wanted to be able to do something, but you came across a roadblock of some kind? You have a difficult choice. I made that choice once and it changed my whole life, by giving me experiences I never would have had if I took the easy street and had not tried. ↗

— Deanie Humphrys-Dunne

#equestrian #horses #kids #teens #change

Any historian knows...that possibilities and history are connected. It's not simply our hard work, but that we lived in circumstances in which prosperity wasn't taken away. For most people, for most of history, it's not true that religion, work and love have led to successful, happy lives. Instability, fear, disease, and war are so much more common that our lives are tremendous exceptions. Isn't that miraculous? ↗

— Mark Wallace

#love

Only to me... Why does he take me home every wednesday? Why did he run to me when his club activities ended? Why isn't he using formal language? Why is he talking to me? Why... The more I think about it, the prouder I get. How does he feel about me? ↗

— Morishita Suu

#like #love #questions #sweet-romance #together

Show me some magic...please ↗

— Ankur Kumar Shah

#broken #hope #hopeless #love #magic

Our days and years are strung upon The thread that runs so true. The game of life is played and Lost to love. -Nancy Janes Nancy Janes ↗

— Nancy Janes

#journey #quest #sc-fiction #love

I shall now call myself; I shall now call. In the forest of my heart, seeing myself, I shall love myself and love myself. I shall be my own quest, My absolute wealth. The journey of light supreme will commence In the heart of freedom. ↗

— Sri Chinmoy

#heart #light #love #quest #self-discovery