The first people had questions
and they were free.
The second people had answers
and they became slaves.
In a changing world,
it is not just the old answers
that are suspect.
It is also the old questions.
For those of us breastfed by an industrial giant that stripped the world of its wonder and awe, it feels, to put it bluntly, like an irrelevant, absurd, and even distracting interruption to pause, reflect deeply, and then humbly accept the depth of what we can never know — and to consider the ultimate reality of living for which there are no coordinates or certainties, only questions.
It is not until one invents the questions to be answered — the questions of the times — that one can design organizations to match. It is not until one invents the organizations to match the questions that one can design strategies for searching possibilities.
Find the right questions.
You don't invent the answers,
you reveal the answers.
Confidence, like art, never comes from having all the answers; it comes from being open to all the questions.
A wise man's question contains half the answer.
When is a crisis reached? When questions arise that can't be answered.
It is not the answer that enlightens but the question.
To raise new questions, new possibilities, to regard old problems from a new angle requires creative imagination and marks real advances in science.
A good question is never answered. It is not a bolt to be tightened into place but a seed to be planted and to bear more seed toward the hope of greening the landscape of the idea.
We never stop investigating. We are never satisfied that we know enough to get by. Every question we answer leads on to another question. This has become the greatest survival trick of our species.
The real questions are the ones that obtrude upon your consciousness whether you like it or not, the ones that make your mind start vibrating like a jackhammer, the ones that you "come to terms with" only to discover that they are still there. The real questions refuse to be placated. They barge into your life at the times when it seems most important for them to stay away. They are the questions asked most frequently and answered most inadequately, the ones that reveal their true natures slowly, reluctantly, most often against your will.
I beg you to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Do not search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
To be on a quest is nothing more or less than to become an asker of questions.
No man really becomes a fool until he stops asking questions.
Of all the communities available to us there is not one I would want to devote myself to, except for the society of the true searchers, which has very few living members at any time.
It's better to know some of the questions than all of the answers.
A man may fulfill the object of his existence by asking a question he cannot answer, and attempting a task he cannot achieve.
The beginning of wisdom is found in doubting;
by doubting we come to the question,
and by seeking we may come upon the truth.
A thousand and one little moments occurred, moments where what had been an answer once more had life breathed into it, and became a question.