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The rose has no 'Why?' It flowers because it flowers.
To avoid the paparazzi,
ASSUME is to make an ASS of U and ME.
Cause I haven't got time for the pain
The rose is without 'why'; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.
Why be an ostrich?
There's no point in asking why, even though everybody will. I know why. The harder question is "why not?" I can't believe she ran out of answers before I did.
Because I mean it. I don't care about anything else. I could lose anyone else and make it through. But not you, Ella May. I can't do this without you.
I just wanted a chance. You know. Like everyone else.
Don't ask 'Why', ask instead, 'Why not'.
The homely beauty of the good old cause
Is gone
If you would write a book about that and give the answer to that question, that 'why?' - you would have a very great book
Because I'm an asshole, and I'm sorry, and I missed you." Three statements unloaded fast enough to penetrate me before I had time to finish fashioning my bulletproof vest.
I don't get into 'becauses.' When you come into a studio you see a number of works. My habit is to go to the one I like most. If you start to say, 'because,' you get into art jargon.
to arouse suspicion over time. So far, surprisingly,
Reasons are for peasants.
Because I want to be remembered.
Why. Why. Why. WHY.
The question my life had become.
Because I am in love with you. Because I cannot be around you for fear you will finally see what is written across my heart. Because the pain of you is one I cannot bear
Because I was the match that started the inferno.
Because if I can, I will.
What does it matter?" she asks, and though his answer likely should take a thousand years to come, he gets it out quicker than a snap of the fingers.
"Because I love you!" he says. "Because I'm in love with you, God help me.
So that you remember that you kissed my hand, but I didn't kiss yours.
Why?
It's an excellent question.
But an even better one is...
Why not?
It's boredom. No other reason than that.
Cause' baby you're a firework!
There must have been a reason, but it probably wasn't a very good one if I can't even remember what it was.
Because all is lost, there is nothing to lose
Until the end of the world,all whys will be answered,but now,you can only ask!
You might be looking for reasons but there are no reasons.
Because love is worth it after all.
Blessed are the blind, for they know not enough to ask why.
Because without you, I am far too dangerous to the world. Because what I feel for you goes far beyond the human emotion of love.
Because I need you more right now than I need to breathe.
I'll come back to get you, too, okay?"
"Why?" he snapped.
"Because," she said with a gasp, unable to fathom the source of his question, or his tone. "Because I love you, that's why.
Because I can," he said simply. "I don't need another reason." It
Most people are so busy living they neglect to take the time to ask why.
Because we all need to stop once in a while.
To think.
To evaluate.
To accept life.
So that we move on with a better perspective.
There is really nothing more to say-except why. But since why is difficult to handle, one must take refuge in how.
Because everything worth having hurts.
In memory of my father, because he said so
sake of exactness
Why are you here?" "Because you are.
Because you are my Estrella.
reason on specific
Why ever are you here?" she whispered, putting her hands to his face.
"Because I love you."
In so many ways, that explained nothing ... and told her everything she needed to know.
So you know that TV shit ain't real.
To show them who you are.
There is no WHY, since the moment simply is, and since all of us are simply trapped in the moment, like bugs in Amber.
What makes you ask that?"
( ... ) "Why does anyone ask a question? Because I want to know the answer.
In a crisis, the "why" is irrelevant.
You are the only good reason.
Why ask why? If it's raining it just is.
because being with you makes perfect sense
God must have had a reason
So some will be left who remember.
To play at Chesse when the house is on fire.
For appearances. Now there's a lovely thing to die for.
Because of you, Kace. Everything I do, everything I've done in my life, it's all because of you.
So we survive, it is the world.
I'm not entirely sure why I write.
Why not make it for always?Make-- Ian Fleming
So I know where my feet are.
Because I want to know if I'm allowed to kiss your tears away. Because I want to be able to hold your hand. Because I like you.
Because I miss them. Because I need them. Because I love them.
To insure peace of mind ignore the rules and regulations.
Because, once in a while, Liis, I just need to see your face. I need to hear your voice. Some days are tougher for me than others.
We have a lot of reasons but only one real one.
So that, in the end, there was no end.
Because I can. Because I want you. Because I don't want to court my way up to our first fuck. And because I don't want to play games.
Because sometimes, laughter is what you need
Because today after all, is all we knew.
I don't spend a lot of time asking "WHY?" Instead I focus on what I should do now or how I should react." (p.180)
So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.
Just for carrying on, really. Sometimes, my darling girl, that's heroic in itself.
Because sometimes, you have to fight for someone even when they're not in the game.
For the love of his art
Why? Will no man ever do something without a why? Just like that? For the hell of it?
Because you mean the world to me. And because I would let it all fucking burn to ash if it only meant sparing you
So we could have roses in December. Someone did not add, So we could have blizzards in June and food poisoning when there was nothing to eat.
Ah, but my dear sir, the why must never be obvious. That is the whole point.
You ask me why I write. You might as well ask me why I breathe. I need oxygen to feed my body and ink to feed my soul.
Because Banshees don't think much of medals!
Because we have loved profoundly,
Because we have given much,
Because we have hoped passionately,
Because we have desired intensely,
We allow ourselves to be infinitely hurt.
Because shoes got by devilish ways will burn your feet.
in case the dead ones rolled in late.
Beside all the small reasons we assign, there is a great reason for the existence of every extant fact; a reason which lies grandand immovable, often unsuspected behind it in silence.
When we love there is no reason why.
Because I love you, you can keep my heart.
Curiosity is its own reason.
I still wanted to know why. As though somebody was going to answer that for me, as though any answer would be satisfying.
For its stupid to laugh and its useless to bawl
About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
cause when there's life there's still hope
You are
But why?
Reasons? There are no reasons.
Deep in the fundamental heart of mind and Universe there is a reason.
To see Kyle, to wave to him, like getting off at the 79th street station, near where Kyle lives, instead of going all the way to the Lincoln Center station near school, so I can grab coffee and watch him walk by before I, too, walk on to Tuttle, about fifty feet behind him.
Why are you here?"
"Because you never said goodbye.
(Parentheses speak
More than we dare say out loud
Why, oh, why is that?)
I've no need of reasons. The doing's enough.'
Well said for once, the girl thought. The doing was everything.