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I Wish For A Bright Day, Damn Why I Don't Wish For A Bright Life..!

(Meanwhile, other people seem to be getting along with God just fine, very well indeed. Why not me?)

Many people ask: "Why does a God of love allow bad things to happen?" Few people think to ask, "Why does God continually give good gifts to people who don't thank him or care about him?

Many people place facts above faith and that makes things seem impossible for them

My father never was a famous guy, he was just a person which made a lot of mistakes. But the suicide wasn't the best path, the best choice it was a way which could be skipped by using something else, by doing something else. But the question is why did he do it? To make mad and crazy the daughter of his ladylove??

Maybe the whys and the hows aren't as important as just the knowing.

. . . most martial artists want to know how A technique is done, A seasoned Sensei will demonstrate why

My beautiful swan. My savior and my undoing.

My reason for being an author? Because I love to write - it fulfills me. But the fact that I entertain others by doing it is a lovely bonus.

Never answer a why question! You will suddenly discover that the discussion has changed to a critique and defense of your reasons, and your original statement has suddenly changed to a tentative proposition that you will be allowed to keep only if your reasons are good enough. ... The purpose of a why question is never to understand your reasoning, it is to elicit words that can be twisted. If you don't give them, there'll be nothing to twist. Remember, the answer to a why question is an explanation, and explaining always makes angry situations worse.

No oppressive order could permit the oppressed to begin to question: Why?

Not everyone can experience what other people can... That's why movies come out... films and books... and short stories and novels...

Naturally, I always place my word over anyone else's simply because I know why I said what I said.

No is an answer, and you are not obligated to explain why.

Not knowing how venom kills does not take away the usefulness of knowing that it does.

Often the most tricky questions are the ones we secretly know the answers of. What are you running from? What are you waiting for?

Oh, oh human stupidity, probably that's why I don't succeed with mankind, somebody says "Can I stop by?" you answer "Okay..." or "Sure""... but why and saying what you are doing in case he hasn't asked you?

Once we get to know where and why the skeletons of the past are buried, we can start wading across our muddled memories into the open plains of a new horizon. ("Going back to yesterday")

People lose their way when they lose their why.

Por que ele... Não será você? Por que não é como você? Ele vale menos, e, entretanto, gosto mais dele do que de você.

Ran out of things to say, metaphors for you. Why the ocean’s clear instead of blue, why mountains in the distance had reminded me of you.

Remember Luigi, Toaster Toast Toast." - Mario Hotel "Remember Luigi, Where There Fire, There's Burnt Toast." - Mario Hotel "Greetings Young Traveller, I See That You Have Wandered Into My Store. Would You Like To Partake In One Of My Goods Or Services, I Sell Clothes, Rope, Bombs, You Want It I Got It, As Long As You Have Enough Rupees. Oh, I See You Don't Have Enough Ruppees, Come Back When You're A Bit, Umm, Riche." - The Legend Of Zelda

She wouldn't reveal why It was she did cry. She thought she could put aside How she really feels inside.

Oh God,” I muttered as Toby and I made a frantic effort to untangle ourselves. He scrambled off my bed and grabbed his shirt off the floor, his face glowing scarlet. I reached down and picked up my T-shirt. “Wesley, how did you get in here?” I demanded. “The door was unlocked,” he said. “You didn’t answer when I knocked… Now I can see why.” His dark gray eyes were big with what I could only guess was shock, dissolving quickly into disgust, and they stared directly at Toby. “But what are you doing here?” I asked, feeling a sudden surge of anger rush through my veins. I yanked my T-shirt over my head and stood up. “You weren’t answering your phone,” Wesley muttered. “I was worried, but it looks like you’re just fine.” He glared at Toby for a moment before looking back at me. “My mistake.

Oh, no. Not you, man. Why did we come here? This place is Hell!

Once again discovered: Do what you do because you enjoy. If expect others to give credit or honor your work, you are due for disappointment

One of the most breathtaking concepts in all of Scripture is the revelation that God knows each of us personally and that we are in His mind both day and night. There is simply no way to comprehend the full implications of His love by the King of kings and Lord of lords. He is all-powerful and all-knowing, majestic and holy, from everlasting to everlasting. Why would He care about us—about our needs, our welfare, our fears? We have been discussing situations in which God doesn’t make sense. His concern for us mere mortals is the most inexplicable of all.

Perry was leaning into my mother as he listened to what she said. They talked so close. He only leaned closer, his hands on the table, his leg touching hers. "It's so risky," my mother said. "Why are you doing this?" "Because I'm human being. Because we're all human beings." My mother closed her eyes and winced. Maybe her hearing aid was ringing and bothering her, but as I watched her turn down the volume, I wanted to tell her right then that she couldn't quiet all those outside voices forever.

Props to Ornette Coleman for trying to castrate himself.

Scientists should seek shielded mediators whenever they face incurable confounders.

Some men see things as they are and say why—I dream things that never were and say why not.

Sometimes to get the consequences of something makes you feel better, but why?

Sorting out what's good and bad is the province of ethics. It is also what keeps priests, pundits, and parents busy. Unfortunately, what keeps children and philosophers busy is asking the priests, pundits and parents, "Why?

So when they win, it's their hard work And when they lose, it's their bad luck

Start by asking the question ‘Why’. This is because behind the question ‘Why’ there lies answers to your question.

Sometimes I just want to gone from the internet to become invisible, but still I don't do anything. Sometimes I do something on the facebook or other social networks and I don't want to go and see the consequences, but why???

Sometimes, you must know "Why", that happen, or this will happen...!?

So what? So why?

Start thinking for yourself, ask 'why?' and even venture to say 'why should I?' and pretty soon you will have half the world at your throat for being a 'trouble maker'.

The AI told her not long ago that her "Why?" period might have been the shortest on record - because Mum and Dad answered every "Why?" in detail AND made sure she understood, so she wouldn't ask that particular "Why?" again. After a month "Why?" wasn't fun anymore, and she went on to other things.

Suppose, before you beat the stuffing out of me, you tell me who you are and explain why. Then I may or may not take it like a man, depending on whether or not I agree with you.

The first thing to understand is that being a vegetarian is actually a private matter. I'm still taken aback by the question " then what do you eat?" and am embarrassed as I struggle to produce the weeks food diary. Its not that I'm ashamed of what I eat, but its none of anyone's business. I imagine I would have a similar feeling counting up how many pairs of underwear I went thru in a week. The only reason opening someone's fridge is more socially acceptable than opening someone's medicine cabinet is that people keep beer in their fridge.

Tell me why you don't do it?? "I can't..." what you can't "... It's too far"... why?? (Sometimes you keep asking yourself why this friend don't stay out... he is going fast to home... but why and why?? Why he don't want to stay with his best friend, why? So the school is important than friendship?? Why? How?)...

The answer to every 'why' is to ignore it.

The biggest problem which is ever than is from the parents by saying "Don't give your money to the kids" or something like this. People must learn to risk, to make risks, not to be people which to play safety. If it is safety where is adrenaline? Where is the mess?? Where is the curiosity?? Where is the reward after all done?? Where are the challanges which change your way of thinking?? Where are the lessons??? Parents should teach their child or children about safety and about the risk. "They must say to them that to make risk is the part of the proccess!

The first key to a purposeful living is to accept the responsibility of your mission. When you agree "yes" to the calling, then you ask God "why?".

The happiness of mankind, if it ever should come to pass, would still leave men asking: Why? What point to it? To what end?

The organized domestic terrorism of the general public is why many people regard the police as corrupt.

The teachers want we to be perfect (Nobody is perfect, perfection doesn't exist) - if it exists what's the purpose we to be on this planet when we are not perfect? However in some subjects it's not quite, it's not possible to focus and get a better grade than this!

There is much asked and only so much I think I can or should answer, and so, in this post I would like to give a few thoughts on what seemed to be the overwhelming question: “WHY?” And here is the best answer I can give: Because. Because sometimes, life is damned unfair. Because sometimes, we lose people we love and it hurts deeply. Because sometimes, as the writer, you have to put your characters in harm’s way and be willing to go there if it is the right thing for your book, even if it grieves you to do it. Because sometimes there aren’t really answers to our questions except for what we discover, the meaning we assign them over time. Because acceptance is yet another of life’s “here’s a side of hurt” lessons and it is never truly acceptance unless it has cost us something to arrive there. Why, you ask? Because, I answer. Inadequate yet true.