...to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life-daily and hourly. Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct.
My response, a dubious and hesitant one, is that it has been and may continue to be, in the time that is left to me, more productive to live out the question than to try to answer it in abstract terms.
Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can't get it off. That's when you realize that sometimes it isn't even an answer--it's a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
Being discontented, we either seek a different job or merely succumb to environment...instead of causing us to question life, the whole process of existence.
I just turned 30 so I got really introspective as you do, questioning my life. And when I stopped and sort of looked back at the past decade, I realized I had done more work than I thought I had done.
The searching for our selves is the most agonizing, isn't it? - and yet the most stimulating - and one simply cannot escape it.
As a dancer running around the world, I always questioned whether that's what I wanted to do.
I guess it's the age group of students; You are questioning life. Then there are those who actually see their problems reflected in it.
In the end, the real wisdom of menopause may be in questioning how fun or even sane this chore wheel called modern life actually is.
I want roles that challenge people to question where they are in life.
I find that music makes people just sit and listen, firstly. Then, they seem to interpret their own emotions with the music and it makes them ponder their own life a lot. And then they start to question: Am I happy in my work? Am I happy in my relationships? What am I striving for?
