A Quotes
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“Ask God to use you. Ask Him to show you how you can be a blessing everywhere you go. Keep honoring Him so that others can see Him through you.”
“Ask God's blessings on your work but don't ask Him to do it for you.”
“Ask her if she still keeps all her kings in the back row.”
Source: THE CATCHER IN THE RYE
“Ask her to wait a moment - I am almost done.”
“Ask her what she craved, and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.”
Source: Nightwoods: A Novel
“Ask her what she craved, and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom. Not being bought and sold by some idiot employer, not having the moments of her days valued in fractions of a dollar by somebody other than herself.”
Source: Nightwoods: A Novel
“Ask her. Why. She is starving. Meeee!”
Source: The Falconer
“Ask Hillary Clinton why she takes tens of millions of dollars from countries that hate women and disrespect women, that throw gays off of buildings.”
“Ask Him for wisdom to understand what is actually the enemy at work in your life versus what is simply God allowing you to be buffeted and trained for your destiny.”
Source: Who Do You Say I Am?: Overcoming the Spirit of Identity Theft
“Ask him what time it is and he'll tell you how the watch was made.”
“Ask him why there are hypocrites in the world.' 'Because it is hard to bear the happiness of others.' 'When are we happy?' 'When we desire nothing and realize that possession is only momentary, and so are forever playing.' 'What is regret?' 'To realize that one has spent one's life worrying about the future.' 'What is sorrow?' 'To long for the past.' 'What is the highest pleasure?' 'To hear a good story.”
Source: Red Earth and Pouring Rain
“ask how much the mafia pays to carry out murders. Fríjol tells me without stopping for a moment. One thousand pesos. That is about $85. The figure seems so ludicrous that I check it out in several other interviews up in the barrios with former and active gang members. They all say the same thing. One thousand pesos to carry out a killing. The price of a human life in Juárez is just $85.
To traffic drugs is no huge step to the dark side. All kinds of people over the world move narcotics and don’t feel they’ve crossed a red line. But to take a human life. That is a hard crime. I can at least comprehend assassins killing to jump from poverty to riches. But for someone to take a life for just $85—enough to eat some tacos and buy a few beers over the week—shows a terrifying degradation in society.
To try to get a handle on how this has happened, I talk to social worker Sandra Ramirez at a youth center in the westside slums. Sandra grew up in the barrios and worked on assembly lines before trying to steer young people away from crime. She says the teenage sicarios are the result of systematic alienation over the last two decades. The slums were a convenient place for factory workers but got nothing from the government. As the factory jobs slumped with the economy, the slums were left to rot. One 2010 study found that a stunning 120,000 Juárez youngsters aged thirteen to twenty-four—or 45 percent of the total—were not enrolled in any education nor had any formal employment.
“The government offers nothing. It can’t even compete with a thousand pesos. It is only the mafia that comes to these kids and offers them anything. They offer them money, cell phones, and guns to protect themselves. You think these kids are going to refuse? They have nothing to lose. They only see the day-to-day. They know they could die and they say so. But they don’t care. Because they have lived this way all their lives.” ask how much the mafia pays to carry out murders. Fríjol tells me without stopping for a moment. One thousand pesos. That is about $85. The figure seems so ludicrous that I check it out in several other interviews up in the barrios with former and active gang members. They all say the same thing. One thousand pesos to carry out a killing. The price of a human life in Juárez is just $85.
To traffic drugs is no huge step to the dark side. All kinds of people over the world move narcotics and don’t feel they’ve crossed a red line. But to take a human life. That is a hard crime. I can at least comprehend assassins killing to jump from poverty to riches. But for someone to take a life for just $85—enough to eat some tacos and buy a few beers over the week—shows a terrifying degradation in society.
To try to get a handle on how this has happened, I talk to social worker Sandra Ramirez at a youth center in the westside slums. Sandra grew up in the barrios and worked on assembly lines before trying to steer young people away from crime. She says the teenage sicarios are the result of systematic alienation over the last two decades. The slums were a convenient place for factory workers but got nothing from the government. As the factory jobs slumped with the economy, the slums were left to rot. One 2010 study found that a stunning 120,000 Juárez youngsters aged thirteen to twenty-four—or 45 percent of the total—were not enrolled in any education nor had any formal employment.
“The government offers nothing. It can’t even compete with a thousand pesos. It is only the mafia that comes to these kids and offers them anything. They offer them money, cell phones, and guns to protect themselves. You think these kids are going to refuse? They have nothing to lose. They only see the day-to-day. They know they could die and they say so. But they don’t care. Because they have lived this way all their lives.”
Source: El Narco: Inside Mexico's Criminal Insurgency
“Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything; The world's a fine believing world, write news.”
Source: The works of Beaumont and Fletcher: in fourteen volumes: with an introduction and explanatory notes
“Ask how you’d live your life differently if you knew you were going to die soon, then ask yourself who those people you admire are and why you admire them, and then ask yourself what was the most fun time in your life. The answers to these questions, when seen, heard, and felt, provide us with an open doorway into our mission, our destiny, our purpose.”
Source: The Prophet's Way: A Guide to Living in the Now
“Ask if you would like to,’ he said, smiling, ‘Or if you prefer, we could just sit.’ ‘But I guess you’re not just sitting.’ He smiled again. ‘No.’ ‘So … are you praying?’ ‘Yes. I try and pray a lot.’ ‘Can I pray?’ ‘Yes. Of course.’ ‘I think … maybe …’ ‘Yes?’ ‘You are praying that I might be able to pray. Because you know that I don’t know how to.’ ‘Yes, I am. And I believe you will be able to. There is something you need help with, and you will get that help.’ ‘So … is God there then?’ ‘Yes, God is there. God is here. Everywhere. He wants you to ask for help and He will give it. He wants you to know what to ask for. You can ask Him anything.’ ‘Anything?’ ‘Anything at all. Absolutely anything at all. He will give you strength and guidance and protect you from evil.’ Natasha sat very still and wiped away the tears. She wished she could believe it.”
Source: A MAN WHO SEEMED REAL: A story of love, lies, fear and kindness
“Ask Jesus to help you fully understand the joys of obedience. Also, ask Him how you can be a woman fully committed to obedience without slipping into a legalistic approach to life. We must always remember our goal is pursuing revelations of Him. Our focus can’t be just following rules but following Jesus Himself.”
Source: Becoming More Than a Good Bible Study Girl
“Ask Jesus to make you a saint. After all, only He can do that. Go to confession regularly and to Communion as often as you can”
“Ask Jesus what he wants from you and be brave!”
“Ask José Mourinho, he wouldn't know a thing about me, my sport - he knows football, and to get to high levels you have to be insane, nothing else means anything.”
“Ask kin-tsugi, the Japanese art of "golden joinery," in which a broken bowl is fixed and seamed with glow, cracks to the forefront, filled in by gold, rendering the repaired thing more remarkable, honoring its shatter. The result is neither broken nor unbroken, but both at once, shadow, object, corona around an eclipsed sun.
Own the ways we break, it seems to say: understand that the fault lines of a mind or body are individual, and honor them.”
Source: Letter to a Future Lover: Marginalia, Errata, Secrets, Inscriptions, and Other Ephemera Found in Libraries
“Ask many of us who are disabled what we would like in life and you would be surprised how few would say, 'Not to be disabled.' We accept our limitations.”
“Ask many questions. Life is a learning process. You are learner. Seek answers to the puzzles of your life.”
“Ask me a question about paparazzi, and I get so heated. And I feel so bad for young kids of celebrities. My nieces and nephews get yelled at, and I'm like, 'You are yelling at a 2-year-old.'”
“Ask me a question. Don't say talk about it, ask me a question. I'm not going to talk about it if it isn't a question.”
“Ask me about my childhood, and I will tell you to walk to the edge of the woods with a choir of crickets chirping from every direction, a hot, humid breeze brushing through your hair, your feet, bare and callused. Stand there, unmoving, and watch the dance of ten thousand fireflies blinking on and off in the darkness. Inhale the scent of cured tobacco, freshly plowed southern soil, burning leaves, and honeysuckle. Swallow the taste of blackberries, picked straight from the bushes, and lick your teeth, the after-taste still sweet in your mouth. Now, stretch out on the ground and relax all your muscles. Watch nature's festival of flickering lights.”
“Ask me about my complete lack of interest. (T-shirt)”
Source: Third Grave Dead Ahead
“Ask me again.
Ask me how I'm doing.
Just ask.
I'll tell.
But he doesn't ask. Instead, he says he's proud of me and stands up, eyes lingering on the bathroom door for a second as the water turns off.
He kisses the top of my head. "What did I ever do to deserve such a perfect daughter?"
My chest deflates. I swallow my words.
I hide them deep behind my ribs, tucked neatly by my heart, with all the other words I keep.”
“Ask me any question–preferably one with no simple answer. Or one with no answer at all–even better. Just ask, and await no answer. Let the question take on a life of its own.”
“Ask me if Christianity (my version of it, yours, the Pope's, whoever's) is orthodox, meaning true, and here's my honest answer: a little, but not yet. Assuming by Christianity you mean the Christian understanding of the world and God, Christian opinions on soul, text, and culture I'd have to say that we probably have a couple of things right, but a lot of things wrong, and even more spreads before us unseen and unimagined. But at least our eyes are open! To be a Christian in a generously orthodox way is not to claim to have the truth captured, stuffed, and mounted on the wall.”
“Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.” (Bones)”
“Ask me my three main priorities for government, and I tell you: education, education and education.”
“Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs.”
Source: She Stoops to Conquer
“Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no lies.”
Source: She Stoops to Conquer; Or, The Mistakes of a Night: A Comedy ...
“Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his counsellor.”
Source: The plays and poems of William Shakspeare
“Ask Me Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made. Ask me whether what I have done is my life. Others have come in their slow way into my thought, and some have tried to help or to hurt: ask me what difference their strongest love or hate has made. I will listen to what you say. You and I can turn and look at the silent river and wait. We know the current is there, hidden; and there are comings and goings from miles away that hold the stillness exactly before us. What the river says, that is what I say.”
Source: Ask Me: 100 Essential Poems of William Stafford
“Ask me something else, Sybil," he said. "That's a fine bathing suit you have on. If there's one thing I like, it's a blue bathing suit."
Sybil stared at him, then looked down at her protruding stomach. "This is a yellow," she said. "This is a yellow."
"It is? Come a little closer." Sybil took a step forward. "You're absolutely right. What a fool I am.”
Source: A Perfect Day for Bananafish
“Ask me that again next month, when you're all in Dhaka and I'm in Rome, watching Chelsea playing Lazio!”
“Ask me to cut off my right arm for you, and I'll do it. Ask me to lay down my life for you, and I'll do it. But Please don't ask me to give you up now that I've found you again. Don't ask that, Amy”
Source: Comanche Heart
“Ask me to marry you." "Will you marry me?" "No.”
Source: The Magus
“Ask me to play. I'll play. Ask me to shoot. I'll shoot. Ask me to pass. I'll pass. Ask me to steal, block out, sacrifice, lead, dominate. Anything. But it's not what you ask of me. It's what I ask of myself.”
“Ask me what I want again,' I said softly, and she grinned, pressing her lips to my chest through my tee.
'What do you want?'
'Nothing. I'm done wanting things. I have everything I need now. Ask me how I feel.'
'How do you feel?'
'In love.' I brethed hard, burying my face in her hair. 'I feel in love, and it's you that I love. So fucking much.”
Source: Vicious
“Ask me what I want,' Vicious murmured into my face.
The public display of affection from him —not sexual, not bullying, but pure, naked affection—filled my chest with warmth, but I tried to swallow down my hope.
'What do you want?' I turned my gaze to meet his, and suddenly, we weren't in New York, in a gallery full of people. We were in my old room. Ignoring the party and the world around us, a world that we constantly disregarded when we were together.
'I want you,' he said simply. 'Just you. Nothing else. Only ever you,' he breathed out in pain, closing his eyes. 'Fuck, Emilia. You.”
Source: Vicious
“Ask me what my definition of what a vegan is and I will answer that a Vegan is a defender of lives''.”
“Ask me who I don't dress!”
“Ask me, "Why would you travel on the difficult path?". Because , I trust God to walk me through the unknown journey.”
Source: Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
“Ask me, it's a sin to pervert faith with religion. Despite every church, mosque, & synagogue in it, this is not the world any God worth his salt would have created.”
“Ask me. I'm a cow expert.”
“Ask most kids about details about Auschwitz or about how the American Indians were assassinated as a people and they don't know anything about it. They don't want to know anything. Most people just want their beer or their soap opera or their lullaby.”
“Ask most people who live in a home and have a mortgage on it whether they own their own home and the answer is almost guaranteed to be a resounding 'yes'. Yet it's the wrong answer. Technically speaking, until they have paid the mortgage off, they don't own it. Herein lies the difference between reality and illusion, between ownership and control. This confusion lies not only at the individual level, but also at the heart of government thinking.”
Source: How The West Was Lost: Fifty Years of Economic Folly - And the Stark Choices Ahead
“Ask Mother for advice on breaking into show business.”