I asked myself why.

And I asked myself, why?

I wondered when you'd get here.

I wondered what Tom had to do.

And I wanted to do something to help, but I always wondered, what could one person possibly do to make a difference?

I was wondering whether this is the correct procedure.

I wondered what Tom had to do.

My friend sent me a letter in which he asked me if I'm well.

Whether Sunakali watched Messi's game yesterday or not, I was pondering while watching the match.

I asked what he was going to do.

When I was visiting my terminally ill father in a hospital, I was asking myself, how does anybody get well in a place that sounds like this?

I asked what he was going to do.

A writer named Ted Williams called me, and he was asking me a couple of questions about what I saw, because he's writing an article for Audubon magazine.

You know, it was most often when speaking to people that I wondered where I ended and my disability began, for many people told me what they told no one else.

But the thing that was different was that every birthday, I asked myself about silence, but I never asked myself about my decision to just use my feet.

I would say, Would you die for him or her?

I enjoyed eating food like unclear would come and ask me, Yes ma'am, what you want? It was so good to hear!

And at the end of the speech, I would ask, How many people have found a name?

And when I finished hurting people a little bit, I would ask them, so, how painful was this? Or, how painful was this?

I'd go to Times Square and I'd look at the amazing ladies on the wall, and wonder why nobody is looking at the historical figures just behind them.

And when I was teaching, I used to always ask the students, What's the definition of a good job?

And on my weekends I would go up, just like all the other tourists, to the top of the Empire State Building, and I'd look down on this landscape, on these ecosystems, and I'd wonder, How does this landscape work to make habitat for plants and animals?

I know how I feel.

I can remember what it felt like.

While ringing in hospital staff's Tic Tacs, I'd casually ask, What do you do?

I asked what he was going to do.

Tom wondered how much Mary weighed.

She was wondering the same thing.

And how I regret it.

How can I ever forgive myself?

I know how I feel.

How am I doing?

I felt like God.

At the time, the singer used the phrase as a response whenever someone asked him how he was doing.

In an earlier tweet, he wonders

I asked what he was going to do.

Tom wondered where to hang up his coat.

Tom wondered when the meeting would start.

I only did as I was told.

I did it the way he told me to.

I wonder how that works.

I explored with actually dressing up as the celebrities myself.

Nothing says I love you like Let me find somebody else I give a damn about.

I don't care what people think about the way I dress.

When I applied to Harvard, I applied on a dare.