Cowardice asks the question - is it safe?
Vanity asks the question - is it popular?
Expediency asks the question - is it political?
But conscience asks the question - is it right?
There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, popular, or political; but because it is right.
quote by Martin Luther King
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Cowardice asks the question - is it safe?
Expediency asks the question - is it politic?
Vanity asks the question - is it popular?
But conscience asks the question - is it right?
And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular; but one must take it because it is right.
quote by Martin Luther King
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My father said, 'Politics asks the question Is it expedient Vanity asks Is it popular But conscience asks Is it right'
quote by Dexter Scott King
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Cowardice asks: Is it safe? Expediency asks: Is it politic? But Conscience asks: Is it right?
quote by William Punshon
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Cowardice asks Is it safe Expediency asks Is it politic But Conscience asks Is it right
quote by William Punshon
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He who asks a question may be a fool for five minutes, but he who never asks a question remains a fool forever.
quote by Tom J. Connelly
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Why Me?
When the hopes are hassled
And relationships are rattled
Naïveté asks, why me?
When wishes are whacked
And dreams are dashed
Naïveté asks, why me?
When fantasies are fettered
And blessings are battered
Naïveté asks, why me?
When desires are demolished
And ambitions are admonished
Naïveté asks, why me?
When temptations are traumatized
And passions are pulverized
Naïveté asks, why me?
Strangely,
Naïveté with influence
And naïveté with affluence
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with name
And naïveté with fame
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with health
And naïveté with wealth
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with fiefdom
And naïveté with wisdom
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with beauty
And naïveté with booty
Never asks, why me?
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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He who asks a question may be a fool for five minutes; he who asks no questions stays a fool forever.
To heaven To Hell
the teenager asks mom
after her first bible lesson:
'Mom, if god knows all
things why should he
bother testing us
or even adam?
he knows he would fall'
Mom caught at
a loss for words
answers: 'Everyone
asks the same question
about God. He knows
everything and it is
only through him
that we can be saved.'
The teenager shoots
back: 'I think he loves
watching theatre...at us
acting out his scripts..
to heaven.. to hell.'
'Well, that may be
very true. But he wants
us to all go heaven, '
Mom says.
The child fights back:
'It is not a question
of what he wants. It is
what we want but
he has arranged for
all of that.'
Mom at a loss
for words says:
'Now, make sure you
act out yours with class
and before i throw you
into hell, get into the car.'
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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One who asks a question is a fool for five minutes; one who does not ask a question remains a fool forever.
He who asks a question is a fool for five minutes; he who does not ask a question remains a fool forever.
He who asks a question is a fool for five minutes he who does not ask a question remains a fool forever.
Alone
Shakin' sugar from a sugar spoon
Peppermint tea afternoon
Alone, alone, alone
Taking a shower take another nap
Watching television take a bath
Alone, alone, alone
Feel like a book, but I just cant start it
Feel like a lover, brokenhearted
Look in the mirror at the face in the glass
Look like a question no one ever asks
Alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Lone lonely alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Go for a walk, go for a drive
Listen to the stereo stay inside
Alone, alone, alone
Feel like a book, but I just cant start it
Feel like a lover, brokenhearted
Look in the mirror at the face in the glass
Look like a question no one ever asks
Alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Lone lonely alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Shakin' sugar from a tablespoon
bitter black coffee underneath the moon
Alone, alone, alone
Feel like a book with a big ghost heart
I didn't finish, I didn't start it
Look in the mirror at the face in the glass
Look like a question no one ever asks
Alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Lone lonely alone
Like I'm supposed to be
song performed by by Wilco
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Every answer asks a more beautiful question.
quote by E.E. Cummings
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The best project is one that asks a novel question.
quote by Walter Gilbert
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Never has a man more need of his intelligence than when a fool asks him a question.
He who answers is inferior to the one who asks the question.
I Can't Say No
Here I am
There you are
If you ask me to walk a thousand miles just to be where you are,
I can? say no
If you ask me.
If I had a dime, it? yours as well as mine.
I? keep the penny, you know I would and gladly give you the nine.
I can? say no
If you ask me
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
If you told me tonight to get up
Pack my bags let? go away,
I wouldn? even care what my Mommy, what my Daddy might have to say.
?ause I can? say no
If you ask me .
Ooh, ooh no!
(You?e too beautiful to be. to be)
You know I can? say it, baby no!
(You mean everything to me)
No ifs and no maybe?
No!
(that? why I, that? why I, that? why I, that? why)
You know I can? say it baby,
I can? say no
If you ask me.
Ooh ooh ooh. Sometimes I get so angry with him
I walk around I pout all day.
And the he kisses me and asks me do I love him
In a sweet soft sexy kind of way,
I can? say no
If he asks me.
On No I can? say no if he asks me.
I can? so if he asks me
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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A Tribute For Nothing At All
she says i am always running away
she asks the same question about what is really the matter?
is there a problem? she asks herself such a very easy question but
which of course has remain unanswered
perhaps because she knows the answer but decides not to tell me
or perhaps i know that she knows but i prefer to have it posed in the
most beautiful face of silence
a blank canvass is itself so beautiful that sometimes the painter
upon contemplation for days decides not to put any color
because it seems to say more than what it is
and to say it flatly like the truth that it is
why i am running away? i change it to, why i am enjoying this fun of having to run away
from nothing actually
because to run away is, after all, the nature of man
obviously, the very reason why feet are put
why these feet have flexible and strong cartilages
stoic bones,
thick skin underneath to the envy of the lips
friends of rock and sands and very long trails
perhaps there are no need for reasons to explain the joys
of having to run away
from nothing at all, yes, from nothing at all
because no one is chasing you
because the shadow is always there faithful to every running away
against the sun and moon
under their guidance putting the maps of the earth
uncertain
true, exciting, endless
eternal search
for nothing at all
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I know that 20 years from now if anyone asks me one question, it will be, 'What was it like to be in Saving Private Ryan?
quote by Tom Sizemore
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