W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“What cowardice it is to be dismayed by the happiness of others and devastated by there good fortune.”
“What cracks had he left in their hearts? Did they love less now and settle for less in return, as they held onto parts of themselves they did not want to give and lose again? Or - and he wished this - did they love more fully because they had survived pain, so no longer feared it?”
Source: Dancing After Hours
“What cracks me up is people who think I don't take baseball seriously. It's the most important thing in my life. They don't know how hard it is for me to get a bad game out of my mind. I still can't, but I'm getting better.”
“What created democracy was Thomas Paine and Shays Rebellion, the suffragists and the abolitionists and on down through the populists and the labor movement, including the Wobblies. Tough, in your face people... Mother Jones, Woody Guthrie... Martin Luther King and Caesar Chavez. And now it’s down to us.”
“What created your outer is your inner”
“What creates a steady foundation upon which intimacy and all else thrives is significantly dependent upon how well you’ve mastered the energetics of DESIRE.”
“What creates a writer is huge, psychological dysfunction.”
“What creates freedom? A revolution in the streets? Mass protest? Civil war? A change of government? The ousting of the old guard and its replacement by the new? History, more often than not, shows that hopes raised by such events are often dashed, sooner rather than later.”
“What creates happiness, peace, and balance is not becoming simply powerful, but knowledgeable.”
“What creates reality is not reality, but you.”
“What crimes, for which we condemn the Government as satanic, have not we been guilty of towards our own untouchable brethren?”
Source: Collected Works: (1920:Nov.-1921:Apr.)
“What critics call dirty in our pictures, they call lusty in foreign films.”
“What critics might call eclectic, and Eastern folks quirky, we Southerners call cussedness-and it's the cornerstone of the American genius. As in: 'There's a right way, a wrong way, and my way.' You want to see how that looks on the page, pick up any of Craig McDonald's novels. He's built him a nice little shack out there way off all the reg'lar roads, and he's brewing some fine, heady stuff. Leave your money under the rock and come back in an hour.”
“What critics often ask for is the impossible, though this may be a salutary means of extending the borders of art.”
Source: You've had your time: being the second part of the confessions of Anthony Burgess
“What crucial conversations need to be readdressed in your personal and professional relationships in order for you to gain peace, clarity, and resolution? Create the space in your life to readdress what needs to be given hope for healing.”
“What cruel creatures men are. Our bodies tell us to love so many, but there's room in our hearts for so few.”
“What crushes a man weakens him, what angers a man strengthens him, but what softens a man makes him behave.”
“What crystallized the importance of speaking out like that - of making nonviolence not just a tool or a tactic, but a way of life - was in San Diego [at Comic-Con]. One of the young girls who marched with us was wearing a hijab, and she came up to me afterward because I talked about my beard, and I talked about why I was doing it, and she came up and she gave me a hug, and she was crying. And she said, "Thank you. You have no idea how the other students treat me because they're shown that this is OK by Donald Trump. Thank you for speaking out."”
“What culture lacks is the taste for anonymous, innumerable germination. Culture is smitten with counting and measuring; it feels out of place and uncomfortable with the innumerable; its efforts tend, on the contrary, to limit the numbers in all domains; it tries to count on its fingers.”
“What culture worth the name would deny women the right to safe motherhood? What value system would send young people ignorant into the world, when a little knowledge might save their lives?”
“What curious little corners of folly are to be found in even the sanest brain!”
“What'd he said in the car--he'd meant it. His gaze had been level and direct as he'd spoken. It had been *Julian* talking, her Jules, the one who lived in her bones and her brain and at the base of her spine, the one who was threaded all through her like veins or nerves.”
Source: Lady Midnight
“What'd I miss?" he asks.
"Oh, you know, Macy being Macy, and advising I jump into the water before I ... jump on you."
His frown is instant. "That's some shitty advice.”
Source: Fake It 'Til You Break It
“What’d you mean when you said it would never be enough?”
The sudden change in topics made me nauseous.
“It’s…nothing,” I lied.
“You can tell me,” he urged.
“I…I just…” Gods, those damn brown eyes made it hard to think straight. “I have a lot of blood on my hands.”
He frowned.
“I have this…this power to heal…but I keep…I keep hurting people. I don’t know…I don’t know if I can heal enough…to make up for it.”
“Are you keeping score?” he asked, but not in a mocking way. He studied my face, his brow furrowed as though he wanted to understand.
“No. I don’t know. I just…I want to…I need to balance the scales.”
“What scales?”
“The…scales.” I gestured vaguely with one hand, my face heating.
“Do you feel responsible every time you can’t heal someone?”
“I've watched so many people die," I whispered. "People I could've saved with my powers."”
Source: Bones
“What’d you need?"
"Desuetude."
"Reading again, are we? Could be dangerous. It means to become unaccustomed to. As in something gets discontinued, falls into disuse."
"Thanks, man."
"That it?"
"Yeah, but we should grab a drink sometime.”
Source: Drive
“What d'you suppose I care if I'm a gentleman or not? If I were a gentleman I shouldn't waste my time with a vulgar slut like you.”
Source: Of Human Bondage
“WHAT DADDY WOULD HAVE DONE
First he would have listened intently which one could always tell by the rhythmic shift and angle of the way he held his head.
Then he would have gently spoken assuring me that all would eventually be well.
Next he would tell me to bow with him in faith to obtain guidance and strength for my way.
Finally, he would have made a few calls to some of the many folks he knew to see what they would say or do.
In the end, he would complete a follow-up with me. He would stay abreast of the situation and through his participation I would glean the most useful updates.
But, just a few years ago, he had to go away
Now each time I have a problem, I remember how he handled things ‘back in the day’.
This is when the realization hits me like a ton of bricks on the run—for I’m plumb on my own.
But, though he’s now long gone, my past experience knows and stands to say what my Daddy would have done.
I tell you, Daddy would have said… Daddy would have done…Well, now I think we all know what Daddy would have said and done…”
“What daily healthy intake are you doing for your body? I personally like Shakeology.”
“What daily life is like for “a multiple”
Imagine that you have periods of “lost time.” You may find writings or drawings which you must have done, but do not remember producing. Perhaps you find child-sized clothing or toys in your home but have no children. You might also hear voices or babies crying in your head.
Imagine that you can never predict when you will be able to have certain knowledge or social skills, and your emotions and your energy level seem to change at the drop of a hat, and for no apparent reason.
You cannot understand why you feel what you feel, and, if you are in therapy, you cannot explore those feelings when asked. Your life feels disjointed and often confusing. It is a frightening experience. It feels out of control, and you probably think you are going crazy. That is what it is like to be multiple, and all of it is experienced by the ANPs.
A multiple may also experience very concrete problems, even life-threatening ones.”
Source: Healing the Unimaginable: Treating Ritual Abuse and Mind Control
“What dance achieves, what play and sex achieve are the same thing that poetry achieves. They transform the ordinary into the extraordinary.”
“What dancing has helped me with is blocking; it makes me comfortable with my body. You know how to hit your mark, you know how to embody a swagger. But sitting down and looking across the table at another actor and being able to go to battle on screen is nothing to do with singing or dancing.”
“What dangerous machines letters are. Perhaps it is as well that they are going out of fashion. A letter can be endlessly reread and reinterpreted, it stirs imagination and fantasy, it persists, it is red-hot evidence. It was a long time since I had received anything resembling a love letter.”
Source: The Black Prince
“What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left to you and you look at it in the shadows and shudder.”
Source: Les Misérables
“What Daniel taketh away, Daniel giveth.”
Source: My Name Is Memory
“What Dara needs now is not the Doubt-Ender, but the emptiness of doubtful potential. When the heart has been cleansed by doubt, every hope becomes a possibility. I want to tell a story that the people don’t expect, a story of empathy that encompasses the world.”
Source: Speaking Bones
“What dark corner of the soul did you crawl out of?”
“What dark secrets do you keep hidden from the world? Where would you go if no one could find you? What would you do if no one could see you?”
Source: Hunted: A House of Night Novel
“What darkness swirls inside your head? You are the Pinot Noir beside my bed.”
“What darkness to you is light to me”
“What Darwin and Turing did was envisage the most extreme version of this point: all the brilliance and comprehension in the world arises ultimately out of uncomprehending competences compounded over time into ever more competent—and thus comprehending—systems.”
Source: From Bacteria to Bach and Back: The Evolution of Minds
“What Darwin was too polite to say, my friends, is that we came to rule the earth not because we were the smartest, or even the meanest, but because we have always been the craziest, most murderous motherfuckers in the jungle.”
“What data can tell you is if you have 10 messages, all of which you believe, it can tell you which messages are resonating and which aren't. And if you break it down even further, the truth of the matter is some messages resonate one place and other messages resonate another place.”
“What daughter thinks of her parents in flagrante delicto? Yet, my mother, even after years with him, dropped hints such as, 'You know, your father enjoys his matinees.' I never even saw them go to the movies together. What could she mean? All those afternoons, I thought she was upstairs listening to La Traviata, and those high notes apparently were not coming from the radio.”
“What day is it?” asked Pooh.
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.”
“What day is it?" It's today," squeaked Piglet. My favorite day," said Pooh.”
“What day is so festal it fails to reveal some theft?”
“What dazzles us in Stacy Schiff's Cleopatra are not the alluring mythologies about the evasive queen, but the astonishing if rare historical facts that Schiff has meticulously and lovingly excavated. Schiff offers not just Cleopatra's story but the story of an amazing era, one that has vanished but still affects us, questioning the way we look at myth, history, and ourselves.”
“What dazzles, for the moment spends its spirit; Whats genuine, shall posterity inherit.”
Source: Faust
“What deadens us most to God’s presence within us, I think, is the inner dialogue that we are continuously engaged in with ourselves, the endless chatter of human thought. I suspect that there is nothing more crucial to true spiritual comfort . . . than being able from time to time to stop that chatter including the chatter of spoken prayer.”
Source: Telling Secrets: A Celebrated Author's Candid Memoir of a Father's Suicide and Its Influence on a Son and Minister
“What deadens us most to God's presence within us, I think, is the inner dialogue that we are continually engaged in with ourselves, the endless chatter of human thought.”