W Quotes
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“What is it to become enamored by the process of deep diving into the unknown oceans of vast unchartered waters within the psyche? There is a universe out there, science can prove it. Now we become private investigators to the universe within, researching the inner stars, planets, and galaxies for the clues to the profound mysteries.”
Source: The Inner Journey: Discover Your True Self
“What is it to bring the man out of his sepulchre if you leave him dead? Why lead him into the light if he is still blind? We thank God, that he who forgives our iniquities also heals our diseases.”
Source: All of Grace (Authentic Original Classic): An urgent Word with Those Who Are Seeking Salvation by the Lord Jesus Christ
“What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?”
Source: The Prophet
“What is it to discover you have wings?
What is it to be afraid of your wings?
What is it to discover at the end of your life that you had wings and never flew?
What is it to find out that you were hidden from yourself?
What is it to be forgotten?
Each day we are forgotten by ourselves
through ourselves,
For we do not believe, in who we are.”
Source: The Silence Between the Sighs
“What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for Beauty to forego her wreath? Yes; but not this alone.”
Source: New poems
“What is it to inhabit a world?
How does one make the world one's own?
What is it to lose one's world?”
Source: Life and Words: Violence and the Descent into the Ordinary
“What is it to serve God and to do His will? Nothing else than to show mercy to our neighbor. For it is our own neighbor who needs our service; God in heaven needs it not.”
“What is it to you if I don't want others to want for me, if I want to want myself - if I want the impossible.”
Source: We
“What is it, Val? What are you watch . . .” His word trailed off as his
eyes landed on the TV screen. The headline looming at the bottom of
the screen said it all—
“Planet Killer Aimed at Earth”
Wordlessly, Jeremy moved around the couch and plopped down
beside Valerie, whose eyes were glued to the screen. After moments of
watching, he turned to look at her, and her mouth was sagging open. It
was only then he realized his was too. He closed it with an audible click,
returning his attention to the screen. The narrator continued on about
the details of the new discovery until he got to the scientific name for
the asteroid and the new media moniker; Rabbit’s Revenge. Something
clicked in the back of his mind. Some little sensation of recognition
sparked at the name, but for the life of him Jeremy couldn’t place why.”
Source: The Mayan Legacy
“What is it we all seek for in an election? To answer its real purposes, you must first possess the means of knowing the fitness of your man; and then you must retain some hold upon him by personal obligation or dependence.”
Source: Reflections on the French Revolution
“What is it we are hating? It goes beyond politics. I suppose that my fascination with [Margaret Thatcher] is not just with her political record but with her as a phenomenon.”
“What is it we buy with this money we desire? Is it something valuable? Is it something lasting? Oh, why do we desire it? Miserable is the rest achieved that costs so dearly.”
Source: The Autobiography of St. Teresa Of Avila: By St. Teresa Of Avila - Illustrated
“What is it we value? Innovation. Originality. Novelty. But most importantly...timeliness. I fear you may be too late, my confused, unfortunate, friend.”
“What is it, what nameless, inscrutable, unearthly thing is it; what cozening, hidden lord and master, and cruel, remorseless emperor commands me; that against all natural loving and longings, I so keep pushing, and crowding, and jamming myself on all the time; recklessly making me ready to do what in my own proper, natural heart, I durst not so much as dare?”
Source: Moby-Dick or, The Whale
“What is it, what nameless, inscrutable, unearthly thing is it; what cozening, hidden lord and master, and cruel, remorseless emperor commands me; that against all natural lovings and longings, I so keep pushing, and crowding, and jamming myself on all the time; recklessly making me ready to do what in my own proper, natural heart, I durst not so much as dare? Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is as an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I. By heaven, man, we are turned round and round in this world, like yonder windlass, and Fate is the handspike. And all the time, lo! that smiling sky, and this unsounded sea! Look! see yon Albicore! who put it into him to chase and fang that flying-fish? Where do murderers go, man! Who's to doom, when the judge himself is dragged to the bar? But it is a mild, mild wind, and a mild looking sky; and the air smells now, as if it blew from a far-away meadow; they have been making hay somewhere under the slopes of the Andes, Starbuck, and the mowers are sleeping among the new-mown hay. Sleeping? Aye, toil we how we may, we all sleep at last on the field. Sleep? Aye, and rust amid greenness; as last year's scythes flung down, and left in the half-cut swaths--Starbuck!”
Source: Moby Dick
“What is it, what nameless, inscrutable, unearthly thing is it; what cozening, hidden lord and master, and cruel, remorseless emperor commands me; that against all natural lovings and longings, I so keep pushing, and crowding, and jamming myself on all the time; recklessly making me ready to do what in my own proper, natural heart, I durst not so much as dare? Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is as an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I. By heaven, man, we are turned round and round in this world, like yonder windlass, and Fate is the handspike. And all the time, lo! that smiling sky, and this unsounded sea! Look! see yon Albicore! who put it into him to chase and fang that flying-fish? Where do murderers go, man! Who's to doom, when the judge himself is dragged to the bar? But it is a mild, mild wind, and a mild looking sky; and the air smells now, as if it blew from a far-away meadow; they have been making hay somewhere under the slopes of the Andes, Starbuck, and the mowers are sleeping among the new-mown hay. Sleeping? Aye, toil we how we may, we all sleep at last on the field. Sleep? Aye, and rust amid greenness; as last year's scythes flung down, and left in the half-cut swaths--Starbuck!"
But blanched to a corpse's hue with despair, the Mate had stolen away.
Ahab crossed the deck to gaze over on the other side; but started at two reflected, fixed eyes in the water there. Fedallah was motionlessly leaning over the same rail.”
Source: Moby-Dick
“What is it, what nameless, inscrutable, unearthly thing is it; what cozening, hidden lord and master, and cruel, remorseless emperor commands me; that against all natural lovings and longings, I so keep pushing, and crowding, and jamming myself on all the time; recklessly making me ready to do what in my own proper, natural heart, I durst not so much dare? Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is as an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I. By heaven, man, we are turned round and round in this world, like yonder windlass, and Fate is the handspike. And all the time, lo! that smiling sky, and this unsounded sea! Look! see yon Albicore! who put it into him to chase and fang that flying-fish? Where do murderers go, man! Who's to doom, when the judge himself is dragged to the bar?”
“What is it?" When Kat's voice finally came into Hale's ear, it was cold and steady and even. All tease was gone. If she was angry at him for standing her up, she didn't show it. she just said, "Tell me what's going on."
"Party crashers," Hale whispered. He watched Macey watching him. "Five, and they brought toys."
"Guns?" Kat guessed.
"Big ones," Hale said.
"You know this is what you get for doing a favor for your mother."
"I know," Hale admitted.
"What are they after?" Kat asked.
"Hard to say," Hale said; again, he eyed the room.
"Who is that?" Macey asked.
"The reason I wasn't flirting with you,"Hale told her.”
Source: Double Crossed: A Spies and Thieves Story
“What is it when we humans go outside that is good for us, I asked the trees one morning.
“The solution is threefold, one it is the goodness of breathing in fresh and not stale air, this brings in fresh solutions to problems, where you could only come up with stale ones sitting inside. The inspiration of air, emits true inspiration literally and figuratively. Two is the healing effect of the sun, it clears the air of any negative thoughts you have picked up.”
“There is the profound healing effect, of the plants and fairies on the human aura. The fairies’ role is to keep the plant systems and human systems working harmoniously. If anything is out of balance, they make it their duty to clear it. Plus, the healing effect of nature on your senses, eyes seeing all the colours and green of the foliage. Nature’s healing sounds, touch and feelings calms the human body and mind.” – Tree Fairies”
Source: The Year of Talking to Plants: The Plants and Fairies Talk in Their Own Words
“What is it which is bought dearly, offered for nothing, and then most often refused?--Experience, old people's experience.”
Source: Seven Gothic Tales
“What is it with all of these young single white women? Overeducated - doesn't mean intelligent.”
“What is it with boys? How do they slide into fucked-upness so quickly, with such natural ease?”
Source: The Making of Zombie Wars
“What is it with conservatives? Seriously, I'm not trying to be partisan but it seems like if they're anti-illegal alien, they have illegal aliens working for them. If they're anti-gay, they turn out to be gay. If they're super Christian, they're a witch.”
“What is it with folks always talking about where they're from? You could grow up in a muddy ditch, but if it's your muddy ditch, then it's gotta be the swellest muddy ditch ever.”
Source: Turtle in Paradise
“What is it with girls?” Elliot said, splitting a smile between us. “I swear, I’ve never known a girl who could go to the bathroom alone.” He leaned forward and grinned conspiratorially. “Let me in on the secret. Seriously. I’ll pay you five bucks each.” He reached for his back pocket. “Ten, if I can come along and see what the big deal is.”
Source: Hush, Hush
“What is it with McDonald's staff who pretend they don't understand you unless you insert the 'Mc' before the item you're ordering? It has to be a McChicken burger...a chicken burger gets blank looks. Well, I'll have a McStraw and jam it into your McEyes, you f**cking McTosser!”
“What is it with me? Am I absolutely nobody, but merely inordinately vain? I do not know…. But I am most fearfully unhappy. That is all. I am so unhappy that I wish I was dead—yet I should be mad to die when I have not yet lived at all.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Katherine Mansfield (Illustrated)
“What is it with science these days? Everyone is so quick to believe in it, in all these new scientific discoveries, new pills for this, new pills for that. Get thinner, grow hair, yada, yada, yada, but when it requires a little faith in something you all go crazy.' He shook his head, 'If miracles had chemical equations then everyone would believe.”
Source: The Gift
“What is it with this American booty culture? It seems to me to be a form of obsession.”
“What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?" "Because we live in a dessert.”
Source: The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel
“What is it with you and girls, Adrian, dear? Why do they either mean nothing to you or everything? It's always an extreme."
"Because I don't do things in halves, mom. Especially when it comes to love.”
Source: Silver Shadows
“What is it with you and girls’ bathrooms?”
Source: Hush, Hush Parts 1 & 2: includes Hush, Hush and Crescendo
“what is it with you and sunflowers he asks
i point to the field of yellow outside
sunflowers worship the sun i tell him
only when it arrives do they rise
when the sun leaves
they bow their heads in mourning
that is what the sun does to those flowers
it's what you do to me
- the sun and her flowers”
Source: The Sun and Her Flowers
“What is it with you and the Wizard of Oz references? Zombies and werewolves and vamps, oh my. Zombies and werewolves and...”
Source: Buffy the Vampire Slayer 2: Halloween Rain; Bad Bargain; Afterimage
“What is it with you, Eden?" he asked quietly, but his back is turned and he's staring out the window at the ground below. "You're not supposed to figure me out. No one is.”
Source: Did I Mention I Love You?
“What is it with you people? Why are you all so stabby and kidnappy?”
Source: Out of the Shadows
“What is it with you people? You think not getting caught in a lie is the same thing as telling the truth?”
“What is it with you today?” says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are still swollen from sleep and her tangled hair forms a fuzzy halo around her face. “Oh, you know,” I say. “Sun shining. Birds chirping.” She raises an eyebrow at me, as if reminding me that we are in an underground tunnel.”
“What is it with you women? You come into out lives, you take everythin'! Throughtout the years you got little peces of me, of my very soul, and now? Now you got my damn straight razor! How am I supposed to kill people? How am I supposed to even shave? - Billy-Ray Sanguine”
Source: Playing with Fire
“What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?”
Source: The Crossfire Series Books 1-3 by Sylvia Day
“What is it worth to be looked at, without judgment, for as long as you need?”
Source: The Overstory
“What is it you do for your family? Aside from trying to put it in your sister, I mean?”
Source: Lazarus, Vol. 3: Conclave
“What is it you do, then? I'll tell you: You leave out whatever doesn't suit you. As the author himself has done before you. Just as you leave things out of your dreams and fantasies. By leaving things out, we bring beauty and excitement into the world. We evidently handle our reality by effecting some sort of compromise with it, an in-between state where the emotions prevent each other from reaching their fullest intensity, graying the colors somewhat. Children who haven't yet reached that point of control are both happier and unhappier than adults who have. And yes, stupid people also leave things out, which is why ignorance is bliss. So I propose, to begin with, that we try to love each other as if we were characters in a novel who have met in the pages of a book. Let's in any case leave off all the fatty tissue that plumps up reality.”
Source: The Man Without Qualities: Volume I
“What is it you most dislike? Stupidity, especially in its nastiest forms of racism and superstition.”
“What is it you want, exactly?' Hunt asked, surveying a stall full of ancient knives. 'A boyfriend or mate or husband who will just sit there, with no opinions, and agree to everything you say, and never dare to ask you for anything?'
'Of course not.'
'Just because I'm male and have an opinion doesn't make me into some psychotic, domineering prick.”
Source: House of Earth and Blood
“What is it you want, Savannah?” His voice was so low it was almost a growl.
She looked up at his face finally as she licked her lips. He was going to make her say the words – to tell him why she was up here, knocking on his door and ogling him like the world’s greatest treat.
“You,” she said, her voice barely audible.”
Source: This Is Our Song
“What is it you want to change? Your hair, your face, your body? Why? For God is in love with all those things and he might weep when they are gone.”
“What is it you want to know?" Nesta asked carefully.
Bryce glanced between them. "How'd you two meet?"
"There was a war," Nesta said shortly.
"Between who?" Bryce asked.
Azriel answered this time. "Between an evil Fae King and us."
"You two, or like . . . everyone?"
Nesta gave her a withering look, "Yes, the King of Hybern declared war on just me and Azriel.”
Source: House of Flame and Shadow
“What is it you want your audience to see? Who is your audience? What does surface signify? Does it carry meaning? Do you fully understand and know what you are doing? WHY are you using encaustic?”
“What is it you want? My reply, I want what I have.”