W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“What are we doing down here? We prepare the blossoms of tomorrow. We all manure future humanity.”
“What are we doing here, what is our effect, what will be left behind as legacy, and so on. It all has to be thought about, of course. Step by step. This house is a good example.” He reached to his left and patted a patch of exposed wiring in the wall. “Maybe they paid off the owner or maybe he has no idea we are in it. Who knows? But now we are in it and all of the village sees we are in it, and so now they know that it belongs, in essence, to nobody, or to anybody the state on a whim decides to give it to. So what will happen when we leave, when the new school is up and running and we don’t visit here much any more—or at all? Maybe several families will move in, maybe it will become a community place. Maybe. My guess is it will be taken apart, brick by brick.” He took off his glasses and massaged them with the hem of his T-shirt. “Yes, first someone will take the wires, then the sheeting, then the tiles, but eventually every stone will be repurposed. This is my bet . . . I may be wrong, we will have to wait and see. I am not as ingenious as these people. No one is more ingenious than the poor, wherever you find them. When you are poor every stage has to be thought through. Wealth is the opposite. With wealth you get to be thoughtless.”
“I don’t see anything ingenious about poverty like this. I don’t see anything ingenious about having ten children when you can’t afford one.”
Fern put his glasses back on and smiled at me sadly.
“Children can be a kind of wealth,” he said.”
Source: Swing Time
“What are we doing here, that is the question.”
Source: The Complete Dramatic Works of Samuel Beckett
“What are we doing here, that is the question. And we are blessed in this, that we happen to know the answer. Yes, in the immense confusion one thing alone is clear. We are waiting for Godot to come”
Source: Waiting for Godot: A Tragicomedy in Two Acts
“What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?” “Oh no, Ron,” came Fred’s voice, very sarcastically. “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up.”
Source: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
“What are we doing here? We're reaching for the stars!”
“What are we doing next, God?”
Source: Discerning Downloads: Hearing God's Audible Voice over 60 Years
“What are we doing that for in the 21st century? Why on earth would we teach kids that girls are less important than boys? It just made no sense to me.”
“What are we doing to each other? Because I know that I am doing to him exactly what he is doing to me. We are sometimes so happy, and never in our lives have we known more unhappiness.”
Source: The End of the Affair
“What are we doing to keep the light shining in our own eyes and countenances; Much of that light comes from our discipline dedication and consecration.”
“What are we doing when we brainwash children in schools to cut open their fellow animals? Are we dangerously desensitizing them? Some of the most warped and blunted people I know are those who have gone through training of this sorts.”
“What are we doing with him?" Briec asked eagerly. "Are we throwing him out a window? Let's throw him out a window! Or off the roof!”
Source: What a Dragon Should Know
“What are we even doing out here?" Burnett asked, seemingly getting more frustrated the longer he considered things. "The orders were to wait until tomorrow. Why do I give orders around here if no one listens to them?”
“What are we even supposed to do?” Nina said aloud.
“I know my way around horses,” Leoni offered.
Adrik rolled his eyes. “Here we go.”
“It will ingratiate us with the locals,” insisted Leoni, already pushing through the trees. “We could use some soldier friends.”
“Soldier friends?” Nina asked incredulously.
“Come on,” said Adrik. “If we leave Leoni to her own devices, she may invite them to a slumber party.”
Source: King of Scars
“What are we? Expression of oneness. What if we don't feel one? We are not alive.”
Source: Gente Mente Adelante: Prejudice Conquered is World Conquered
“What are we fighting for? When go down the grave naked?”
Source: Think Great: Be Great!
“What are we fighting for? Don't ask me I don't give a damn.”
“What are we fighting for? What are we killing for? What do you see when you look into the future?”
“What are we going to do about the injuries to our country still going on right in front of our eyes? It gets me out of bed in the morning. It makes me mad enough to get my blood up and want to get out there with [Mark] Twain and get it said and that is why I still hit the road and go out on the stage and keep working at staying alive.”
“What are we going to do, Ayden?" she whispered, glaring up at me.
"I don't know," I confessed. "But how about we burn that bridge when we get there?"
"I thought it was 'cross' that bridge?"
I lightly poked her in the eye and she laughed. "No. We're burning bridges. Crossing is so overrated." I smiled and touched the corner of her eyes, captivated by the iridescent blues.
"I think I like the sound of that," she whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah.”
Source: Burning Bridges
“What are we going to do?” despaired the Prince.
“When we get to the next rise,” said the horse, “there’ll be a ditch. Roll off it and hide.”
“How do you know there’ll be a ditch?”
“How do you know there won’t be?” asked the horse. “I shall ride on, and the wood will chase me, not having noticed the two of you are gone.”
“Of course it’ll notice. And besides, I need you help, and you may not come back.”
Source: Dark Castle, White Horse
“What are we going to do, Dogger?'
It seemed a reasonable question. After all he had been through, surely Dogger knew something of hopeless situations.
'We shall wait upon tomorrow,' he said.
'But--what if tomorrow is worse than today?'
'Then we shall wait upon the day after tomorrow.'
'And so forth?' I asked.
'And so forth,' Dogger said.”
Source: The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches
“What are we going to do if citizens are disarmed, and the government doesn't obey its own laws?”
“What are we going to do?" asked the Professor. "At this moment," said Syme, with a scientific detachment, "I think we are going to smash into a lamppost.”
Source: The Essential Gilbert K. Chesterton
“What are we going to get out of life? This can understandably be a question of fundamental importance to us. We begin with certain basic needs and desires. It is important to have a comfortable home, plenty of food, a meaningful and well-paying job, comfort, companionship, and joy. However, many of us have not fully realized a simple, basic principle: for our receiving to take place, we must first give. Giving and receiving are two aspects of the same law of life.”
“What are we going to tell the Intergalactic Council of Ministers the first time one of our teenage mothers threw her newborn baby into a dumpster, huh? How're we gonna explain that to the space people? How are we gonna let them know that our ambassador was only late for the meeting because his breakfast was cold and he had to spend half an hour punching his wife around the kitchen? What are they gonna think when they find out that it's just a local custom that over 80 million women in the Third World have had their clitorises forcibly removed in order to reduce their sexual pleasures so they won't cheat on their husbands? Can't you just sense how eager the rest of the universe is for us to show up? Can't you see them out there?”
“What are we having this liberty for? We are having this liberty in order to reform our social system, which is full of inequality, discrimination and other things, which conflict with our fundamental rights.”
“What are we here for? Does the great metaphysical nut revolve around that? Well, I'll crack it for you, right now. What are we here for? We are here to go!”
Source: The Process
“What are we, if not dreams and hope and love and pain held in a body sometimes too small to hold it all?”
Source: The land of dreams and nightmares
“What are we, if not what we see in another.”
Source: Call Us What We Carry
“What are we if we are not disciplined?”
“What are we individually doing to join effects to combat climate change?”
Source: Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
“What are we living for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor?”
“What are we?
Not human
without our wounds
and all the constructs
we have added to our lives
to heal ourselves from that
which still sits there
Wounds.
A frenemy.”
Source: Wild: a collection of poems
“What are we out at the park for except to win?”
“What are we, people, living for?
You know, what I can observe in our life is that all adults are mostly living for the reason to earn funds for being able to feed themselves and raise their kids; and then those kids grow up and living for the goal to feed themselves and their children… So this feels like an everlasting circle, isn’t it? I mean, shouldn’t each of us, humans, have some kinds of more interesting and important sense of life, except for just living for eating and feeding? Isn’t it sensless and way too primitive to live that way?
I believe… I feel I am living for some greater reason, than just eating to grow up to feed the kids to grow up…
How could it be right or “normal” that Lord, or the Universe, gave a human the precious gift of life for most of us just to live to eat and to raise kids, for them to only eat and grow their children, and nothing more than that? Could that way really be our gift back to God, in appreciation for what we got? Doesn’t such an existence seem useless and worthless without having some missions and goals of a higher level? Whether living like a “normal” appear to be not the most unworthy way to invest the time of your being?”
Source: Gods’ Food
“What are we promoting in society? Well-behaved automatons that spew back what they learned in a book. That's not science. You can get a parrot to do that.”
“What are we really doing here?”
Source: Slow Productivity: The Lost Art of Accomplishment Without Burnout
“What are we really perceiving in trances? When we are watching a person cross a cobble-stone road and enter a tavern in the 16th Century, we are following the thread of life, the Akashic Records. Akasha is the Sanskrit word for "sky, atmosphere" or "aether". Just as a camera can catch a moment in time on film, or a video captures movement and action, so is it with the akasha … we leave traces in time and space, in the aethers. Consciously or not, when perceiving past lives we are looking back into time, and finding the records on the akasha.
Time. And Space.”
Source: Inner Journeys, Cosmic Sojourns: Life transforming stories, adventures and messages from a spiritual hypnotherapist's casebook
“What are we saying when we say now, something is holy? That means you should take a different attitude to what you are doing than if you were, for example, doing it for kicks.”
“What are we seeking to achieve? We are seeking to optimize budget spending. I believe that even in such uneasy times we employ a very pragmatic approach towards economic and social issues. We do address major social problems and deliver on our promises to our people.”
“What are we singers but the silver-voiced messengers of the poet and the musician?”
“What are we? Soldiers of love.
Why did we come to existence?
To be each other's ladder in life.
What are we? Boulders of love.
Why did we come to existence?
To bulldozer each other's crisis in life.”
Source: Amor Apocalypse: Canım Sana İhtiyacım
“What are we, some kind of 1984?”
“What are we taking from people and what do we give is a life-long struggle, I think, for most of us. Who are we? Do we like who we are? Do we know who we are? Do we care? Does anyone care? That's such a big topic. I could tackle that in many movies. So could other people.”
“What are we talking about again?” he asks.
I say science at the same time that he says love, and we both laugh.
“What are the ingredients?” he prompts me again.
“Mutual self-interest and socioeconomic compatibility.”
“Do you even have a soul?”
“No such thing as a soul,” I say.”
Source: The Sun Is Also a Star
“What are we talking about?” Alex says. “This is fucking nonsense.”
The couple ahead of us turns slightly.
“What are you looking at?” Alex says to them.
I don’t bother to reprimand her, because really, what are they looking at? I slow my pace and Alex punches Scottie in the arm.
“Ow!” Scottie screams.
“Alex! Why are we still on this pattern?”
“Hit her back, Dad,” Scottie yells.
Alex grabs Scottie’s neck.
“You’re hurting me,” Scottie says.
“That’s kind of the point,” Alex says.
I grab both children by the arm and pull them down to the sand. Sid covers his mouth with his hand and bends over, laughing silently.
“‘What do you love about Mom?’” Alex says, mimicking her sister. “Shut up, already. And stop babying her.”
I sit down between them and don’t say a word. Sid sits next to Alex. “Easy, tiger,” he says. I look at the waves crashing down on the sand. A few women walk by and give me this knowing look, as though a father with his kids is such a precious sight. It takes so little to be revered as a father. I can tell the girls are waiting for me to say something, but what can I say that hasn’t been said? I’ve shouted, I’ve reasoned, I’ve even spanked. Nothing works.
“What do you love about Mom, Scottie?” I ask, glaring at Alex.
She takes a moment to think. “Lots of stuff. She’s not old and ugly, like most moms.”
“What about you, Alex?”
“Why are we doing this?” she asks. “How did we get here in the first place?”
“Swimming with the sharks,” I say. “Scottie wanted to swim with sharks.”
“You can do that,” Sid says. “I read about it in the hotel.”
“She’s not afraid of anything,” Alex says.
She’s wrong, and besides, I think this is a statement and not something that Alex truly loves.
“Let’s get back,” I say.
I stand up and wipe the sand off of me. I look at our hotel on the cliff, pink from the sunset. The girls’ expressions when I told them about their mom made me feel so alone. They won’t ever understand me the way Joanie does. They won’t know her the way I do. I miss her despite the fact that she envisioned the rest of her life without me. I look at my daughters, utter mysteries, and for a brief moment I have a sick feeling that I don’t want to be alone in the world with these two girls. I’m relieved they haven’t asked me what it is I love about them.”
Source: The Descendants
“What are we talking about when we talk about heart? As it may prove to be for coral polyps and tube sponges, the heart we obsess over in so many of our stories and sagas is not a mere pump or knot of muscle, but rather a core essence from which some cadence of being arises, thrums of ongoings that comprise the fierce living on this planet, this rock—itself a larger venture in the shaping of patterns into a strand of music three-plus billion years in the making, played out against the backdrop of an older community that may or may not be listening, a universal commonwealth from which Mystery with a capital M resides, even as it rises and falls to its own incalculable rhythm—all of which are very much beyond the scope of this guide.”
Source: Utter, Earth: Advice on Living in a More-than-Human World
“What are we to do about the cliched beauty of an ostentatious sunset?”
Source: The Anthropocene Reviewed: Essays on a Human-Centered Planet
“What are we to do in this time? How do we function? How do we not completely lose it?
I choose to use my #pen
to cut open my shell
to release the pus
of pain and trauma
and loss
mixed with
sludge-like #ash.”
Source: Chronicles Of A Seawoman: A Collection Of Poems