Ask Question Quotes Novels & Stories

"What talk are you talking about?" "The talk about.... Remember when you asked about that liquid that came from your ass?" "Yeah, why? What does that have to do with anything?" "Well you see, that liquid comes from...."

Clean, factual, complete in the way of a sentence that contained the information without inviting the territory. Lena had not asked that question. She had asked: who is she. The present tense. The specific and simple directness of a woman looking at a photograph and asking about the person in it without any of the social loading that usually accompanied the question about my mother. No apology for asking. No careful construction of a question designed to allow me an easy exit. Just: who is she. With the full and unguarded quality of a person who had been looking at something and had wanted to know.

Besides, she could not think of a question. When Aster saw that Myka was not saying anything, he gave her some encouraging words. “Don’t be nervous. You can ask me whatever you want.” Since he gave her the pass to ask whatever question she wanted, she would be doing his enthusiasm dirty if she did not ask the question she wanted answered, right? “Mr. Aster, do you know me?” What sort of question was that? The students wondered why Myka would ask such a question.

Caesar, who appeared to have read my mind, looked at me and asked, "Is there anything you wanted to ask me? You certainly can. I'm permitting you to ask any questions you want, and I'll do my best to answer them." "Really? You're going to? Even if it's a personal matter?" With hesitation, I asked. "Since when did we care about asking personal questions?" Caesar chuckled, returning his gaze to mine. "Hey, we did care about asking personal questions!" "You mean, too personal, borderline of it being almost private, questions." Caesar had a big grin on his face. After that, he said, "But to answer your question, yes, I will try to answer even if it's something personal."

Ashley was surprised by my question " I thought you'd never ask" " Go on, I'm listening "

“You’re working on the article.” I set the half-eaten slice down. Wiped my fingers on a napkin. “Yeah. Still drafting.” “You gonna quote me saying I play scared?” “Only if it’s true.” He huffed—short, not quite amused. “Brutal.” “Honest.” He leaned back on his hands, legs stretched out, one ankle crossed over the other. “You’re good at that,” he said. “At what?” “Asking the questions nobody else asks. Digging until you hit bone.” His eyes flicked to mine. “Is that the job, or is that just you?”

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Ash: I'm fairly certain I do Olivia: How about a game? Olivia: If you guess right, I give you something, and if not, the opposite Ash: Deal Olivia: You can only ask one question Ash: One?? Ash: Sounds unfair Olivia: Too bad Mob Boss Ash Ash: Fine, fine Olivia: Ask away Ash: Do you want pastries? Olivia: HOW THE F*CK Ash: What Olivia: HOW Ash: ??? Ash: I thought it was obvious you wanted that?

“That is the beginning.” Imani writes in her notebook. “What if she says fine?” she says. “Ask her again in a different way,” I say. “People say fine because it is efficient. It is the answer that closes the conversation. Ask a question that cannot be closed with fines.” “Like what?” she says. “Like what did you want to be before everything else happened?” I say. “Like, what is the thing you do that makes you forget what time it is. Like, what would you change if you knew it would work?” I pause. “Questions that require an actual answer.”

⚪ I will crushback you ⚪ I will court you ⚪ We're official ⚪ All of the above My lips parted and I stared at the screen in disbelief. Is this idiot that free? Doesn't he have nothing to worry about in his life so I'm the one he always deals with? 2. If my answer is "of course", what would you ask? ⚪ Are you handsome? ⚪ Are you cute? ⚪ Do we look good together? ⚪ All of the above 3. When do you want our anniversary be?