W Quotes
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“What are we to do when we seem to grow out of God? Or at least the understanding of God that we grew up with?”
Source: Nomad: A spirituality for travelling light
“What are we to do with an interactive world in which the demarcation line between subject and object is virtually abolished?
That world can no longer either be reflected or represented; it can only be refracted or diffracted now by operations that are, without distinction, operations of brain and screen - the mental operations of a brain that has itself become a screen.
The other side of this Integral Reality is that everything operates in an integrated circuit. In the information media - and in our heads too - the image-feedback dominates, the insistent presence of the monitors - this convolution of things that operate in a loop, that connect back round to themselves like a Klein bottle, that fold back into themselves. Perfect reality, in the sense that everything is verified by adherence to, by confusion with, its own image.
This process assumes its full magnitude in the visual and media world, but also in everyday, individual life, in our acts and thoughts. Such an automatic refraction affects even our perception of the world, sealing everything, as it were, by a focusing on itself.
It is a phenomenon that is particularly marked in the photographic world, where everything is immediately decked out with a context, a culture, a meaning, an idea, disarming any vision and creating a form of blindness condemned by Rafael Sanchez Ferlosio: 'There exists a terrible form of blindness which very few people notice: the blindness that allows you to look and see, but not to see at a stroke without looking. That is how things were before: you didn't look at them, you were happy simply to see them. Everything today is poisoned with
duplicity; there is no pure, direct impulse. So, for example, the countryside has become "landscape" or, in other words, a representation of itself ...”
Source: The Intelligence of Evil or the Lucidity Pact
“What are we to fear when the Lord is with us? Can we not take the Lord at his word and exercise a particle of faith in him?”
“What are we to think of the shortsightedness of the great mass of people who are content to do nothing about it, and even worse, the greed or venality of the rich and powerful who deliberately bar the way to human survival?”
“What are we waiting for, assembled in the forum?
The barbarians are due here today.
Why isn't anything happening in the senate?
Why do the senators sit there without legislating?
Because the barbarians are coming today.
What laws can the senators make now?
Once the barbarians are here, they'll do the legislating.
Why did our emperor get up so early,
and why is he sitting at the city's main gate
on his throne, in state, wearing the crown?
Because the barbarians are coming today
and the emperor is waiting to receive their leader.
He has even prepared a scroll to give him,
replete with titles, with imposing names.
Why have our two consuls and praetors come out today
wearing their embroidered, their scarlet togas?
Why have they put on bracelets with so many amethysts,
and rings sparkling with magnificent emeralds?
Why are they carrying elegant canes
beautifully worked in silver and gold?
Because the barbarians are coming today
and things like that dazzle the barbarians.
Why don't our distinguished orators come forward as usual
to make their speeches, say what they have to say?
Because the barbarians are coming today
and they're bored by rhetoric and public speaking.
Why this sudden restlessness, this confusion?
(How serious people's faces have become.)
Why are the streets and squares emptying so rapidly,
everyone going home so lost in thought?
Because night has fallen and the barbarians have not come.
And some who have just returned from the border say
there are no barbarians any longer.
And now, what's going to happen to us without barbarians?
They were, those people, a kind of solution”
“What are we waiting for mate
Let's wake the place
Cause it's all a bit late
And were all in a bit of a state”
“What are we waiting for, assembled in the forum? The barbarians are due here today.”
“What are we waiting for? Why is Jesus waiting in heaven at the right hand of the Father? Who is He waiting for? He is waiting for you and me to become mature, for the Bride of Christ to become mature, so that He can come again. Did you know that God has done everything He can do? If anything else is going to be done, we're going to do it.”
“What are we watching?" [...]
[...] He hugged her closer. "The sacrifices I make for you -just watch."
She was intrigued enough to pay attention to the screen. "Pride and Prejudice," she read out. "It's a book written by a human. Nineteenth century?"
"Uh-huh."
"The hero is... Mr. Darcy?"
"Yes. According to Ti, he's the embodiment of male perfection." Dev ripped open a bag of chips he'd grabbed and put it in Katya's hands. "I don't know -the guy wears tights.”
Source: Blaze of Memory
“What are we?
We are
a combination
of sand
and gunpowder,
cosmic energy
and sawdust.
We are
black holes
and novae,
children’s laughter,
and tears of time.”
Source: I Will Be Silent
“What are we? We are a thinking universe!”
“What are we when there is no one doing anything, no one attaining anything, no place to go? There is no place to go. The whole foundation is already here in each one of us. It is the same in all of us. There is only one foundation, which is presence, wholeness, boundless love.”
Source: The Wonder of Presence: And the Way of Meditative Inquiry
“What are we when we are alone? Some, when they are alone, cease to exist.”
“What are we without our memories?”
"Happy? I think I would be.”
“But you might not be you.”
Source: Uncanny
“What are we without principles, nothing but a bag of animal flesh.”
Source: Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth
“What are we, if not an accumulation of our memories?”
Source: Before I Go To Sleep
“What are we, the inhabitants of this globe, least among the many that people infinite space? Our minds embrace infinity; the visible mechanism of our being is subject to merest accident.”
Source: The Last Man
“What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?”
Source: William Golding's Lord of the Flies
“What are we? Young or new? We must be something.”
Source: The poetry of Robert Frost
“What are wits for unless a man uses them?”
Source: Brother Cadfael: The Complete Chronicles
“What are words worth if you write like Wordsworth? Not as much as a man named Wordsandpicturesworth. That's so long, so I'd just call him Memesworth, and I'd use him to help me sell ducks.”
Source: Music is fluid, and my saxophone overflows when my ducks slosh in the sounds I make in elevators.
“What are works of art for? to educate, to be standards. To produce is of little use unless what we produce is known, is widely known, the wider known the better, for it is by being known that it works, it influences, it does its duty, it does good. We must try, then, to be known, aim at it, take means to it. And this without puffing in the process or pride in the success.”
Source: Selected Letters
“What are ye orbs? The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?”
Source: Festus: a poem
“What are you - some kind of addict? Is this where you come to.”
Source: The pillow book
“What are you about, Moncrieffe?" Eversea did look decidedly ill.
"What am I about...? Well, I'm 'about' to enjoy, or at least drink, a cup of ratafia. Or brandy if I can get it. I'm about to join your father for a brief discussion of an investment opportunity in his study. I'm about to divest your neighbors and guests of their money in five-card loo. But that's later. More importantly, I'm about to dance with your sister."
It was the smile Moncrieffe offered here, and the way he said "sister," that had Ian reaching, in a reflex almost as old as time, for a sword he wasn't wearing.
He forced his hand to ease.
For Moncrieffe had seen it; he casually placed his own hand inside his coat. A pistol was never far from his person.”
Source: What I Did for a Duke
“What are you accepting that would not be a part of your ideal day?”
“What are you afraid of?"
"Change, I suppose.”
Source: Chain of Thorns
“What are you afraid of? Failing, being judged, losing what you have? Why? We all die eventually, why not die having lived the life you wanted.”
“What are you afraid of then? Not Being able to see, I think not seeing because your obsessed by something that blots out the world.”
Source: A Song for Summer
“What are you afraid of? I'm afraid of not recognizing Paradise.”
“What are you afraid of? You are an immortal being. You are neither a man nor a woman, as you may think, but a soul - joyous, eternal.”
“What are you Barrons?” “The one who will never let you die, and that’s more, Ms Lane, than anyone in your life has been able to say to you. More than anyone else can do”
Source: The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned
“What are you being? What are you choosing to be? Is it loving? Is it caring? Healing?You can be more of that no matter what you are doing. Yet, the magic of it is, the more of that your are BEING, the more what you are DOING will fall perfectly into place to allow you to "be" even more of that!Trust this process. It works.You will discover that forms - physical ways to "be" a thing - will suddenly start to just "show up".Beingness becomes form.”
“What are you boys doing?” she asks, as if we’re still little kids messing around. “Arguin’,” Carlos says matter-of-factly.”
Source: Chain Reaction
“What are you burning?" On a glance, just some papers.
"I write in a journal." He spoke below his breath, so that his words weren't quite for me. "Because I like to see everything written down. So that I know it really happened. That I wasn't just making it up. Then I read it and memorize it. And then I have to destroy the hard evidence."
I thought of my own journal, the muddle of every page. All those unfiltered, lunatic letters to Sean Ryan.
"What is it, exactly, that you need to destroy?"
"Everything that I don't want to be true.”
Source: Tighter
“What are you cooking this night, wife?” One of the crepes picked that moment to dislodge itself from the ceiling. It landed at her feet with a plop as if on cue. “Crepes.” She kept a straight face and tried to look like this was the normal way to make crepes.”
Source: Forever His
“What, are you dense? Are you retarded or something? Who the hell do you think I am? I'm the Goddamn Batman.”
Source: All-Star Batman & Robin the Boy Wonder #1
“What are you doing a study on right now?"
"A study on the statistical probablity of love at first sight.”
Source: The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight
“What are you doing?" Alain asked.
"Starting a fire, of course." Mari held up the thing in her hand. "It's a fire-starter. A really simple device. Haven't you ever seen one?"
Alain shook his head. "Never. That thing seems very complicated. I do not understand how it can work."
"How do you start fires?"
That was a Guild secret. Or was it? The elders had told him that no Mechanic could understand how it worked. What would this Mechanic say if he told her? "I use my mind to channel power to create a place where it is hot, altering the nature of the illusion there," Alain explained, "and then use my mind to put that heat on what I want to burn."
"Oh," Mechanic Mari said. "Is that actually how you visualize the process?"
"That is how it is done," Alain said.
"That's...interesting." She grinned. "So, instead of making fire by doing something complicated or hard to understand like striking a flint, you just alter the nature of reality. That is a lot simpler.”
Source: The Dragons of Dorcastle
“What are you doing at the moment? How does that compare to your competitors? What do you want to achieve? How can you create something people want?”
Source: The Strategy Book ePub eBook: How to Think and Act Strategically to Deliver Outstanding Results
“What are you doing back at the bakery?” I asked [Diesel]. “Did you know Wulf was here?” “No. I knew food was here.”
“What are you doing?” Demos’s eyes followed me.
“There never seems to be enough time to explore the libraries.”
Demos’s eyebrow rose. “Did you hit your head?”
“I’m serious.” I sighed. “We have this gift to transport ourselves to any library anywhere in the world. It’s amazing, but we never get to enjoy it, to just sit in one and read books written ages ago.”
Source: Assassin of Truths
“What are you doing?” Egnatious asked, eyebrows furrowed as he watched Gabriella do a flip.
Firen mimicked Gabriella and turned to Egnatious. “Fun times. Go with it.” She didn’t even crack a smile, though her body language said she was laughing on the inside.
Instead of following their act, Egnatious simply dove for an outcrop just as it began moving away. He nearly lost his balance, but Firen caught his flailing arms.
“Are you having a seizure or something?” she jested, displaying a rare vein of humor.
Egnatious sent her a queasy glare.”
Source: Key of Pearl
“What are you doing extra? That's what counts. That's when you're working hard - when you're going above and over what's expected of you" (102). - Tony Gonzalez, "The Giant Within”
Source: A Hand to Guide Me
“What are you doing following me around the back streets of London, you little idiot?” Will demanded, giving her arm a light shake. Cecily’s eyes narrowed. “This morning it was cariad (note: Welsh endearment, like ‘darling’ or ‘love’), now it’s idiot.”
“What are you doing for others?”
Source: I have a dream: the life and words of Martin Luther King, Jr
“What are you doing?” he gasped. He looked slightly ridiculous. It was not as if he was a defenseless damsel in distress. He could have stopped me, if he wanted to. But he didn’t want to. Besides, I’ve always considered this to be the most idiotic question in the world. I’m pulling off your pants to have a good look at your dick and your ass, is the obvious answer. Looking being only the first step, by the way.”
Source: The Gentle Predator Goes Shopping
“What are you doing?" Her voice stammered.
"Taking Your picture."
"Why?" She began to reach for the camera, but he took a step back.
"Because you're beautiful”
Source: Walker Pride
“What are you doing here " "Hiding with you”
“What are you doing here?”
All right, he was standing in front of an easel, holding a paint palette and brush. “Taxidermy?” he responded with just a touch of his own sarcasm.”
Source: Wild Man Creek