Actually, we ask little, I mean radical, important questions. Probably because we don't trust getting answers, because of laziness, because of the sense of emptiness left by our ignorance. Nor do we like to answer: it makes us uncomfortable, we are afraid to answer some nonsense; the most common thing is to shrug our shoulders... Everyday questions are another thing, they are abundant, because they do not compromise. As a character from "Once I walked on the soft grass", a novel by Carolina Schutti, said: "the questions serve to ask about someone's health, time, appetite or whether the table is set and the food is ready." .
