“Why are you asking me now?" I asked. "Why didn't you ask me before?""You seemed a little...unstable," Mayson said. "Now you seem to be more like yourself...which is still...rather unstable.”
“Before his death, Rabbi Zusya said "In the coming world, they will not ask me: 'Why were you not Moses?' They will ask me: 'Why were you not Zusya?”
“For true success ask yourself these four questions: Why? Why not? Why not me? Why not now?”
“Why are you toying with me?” His breath was unstable. “You’re driving me mad.”
“There are fewer answers in the world than questions, and if you ask me now why that is so, I must tell you that there is no answer to that question.”
“Which is it," she asked. "Is it CLIToris or clotORis?" I didn't know. Why didn't I know? "It may depend on which you have," I said.”