“I think if you know what you believe, it makes it a lot easier to answer questions. I can't answer your question”

“I know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice?”

“...You know something, don't you?""I know lots of things--your inquiry needs to be more specific.""Just answer the question.""True/false or multiple choice?”

“I kept interrupting the movie by asking a lot of questions that Xavier managed to answer with endless patience."How old do you think Bell is supposed to be?""I don't know, probably our age.""I think the beast is sweet, don't you?""Do I have to answer that?""Why does the crockery talk?""Because they're really the prince's servants that the beggar woman put a spell on." Xavier frowned suddenly and looked mortified. "I can't believe I know that.”

“I hate it when you answer a question with a question.""No you don't, you think it's charming.”

“So what were you doing there?”  Here’s the frustrating thing about Nate, one of those things that happy memories conveniently glossed over.  A lot of times, you had to ask him a question more than once to get a straight answer.  He loved to answer questions you’d never asked, or to answer a question with another question.   “Do I really have to answer that, Kyrie?” See? “Don’t you trust me?”  See?!”