W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“What shall I do with this absurdity- O heart, O troubled heart-this caricature, Decrepit age that has been tied to me As to a dog's tail? Never had I more Excited, passionate, fantastical Imagination, nor an ear and eye That more expected the impossible.”
Source: COLLECTED POEMS OF W.B. YEATS
“What shall I do with you, Prince of Elfhame?' Wren asks.
'If you mean for me to be your pet,' he says, 'there's no reason to return me to my pen. My leash is very secure, as you have shown. You have only to pull it taut.”
Source: The Prisoner’s Throne
“What shall I do, singer and first-born, in a world where the deepest black is grey, and inspiration is kept in a thermos? with all this immensity in a measured world?”
Source: Bride of Ice: New Selected Poems
“What shall I give my children? who are poor, / Who are adjudged the leastwise of the land...”
Source: Conversations with Gwendolyn Brooks
“What shall I give Thee, Master?
Thou who didst die for me!
How can I give less than give of my best,
When Thou hast given all to me!
What shall I give Thee, Master?
Thou who didst die for me!
How can I give less than all of my best,
I must give all to Thee!”
“What shall I say about poetry? What shall I say about those clouds, or about the sky? Look; look at them; look at it! And nothing more. Don't you understand anything about poetry? Leave that to the critics and the professors. For neither you, nor I, nor any poet knows what poetry is.”
“What shall I say of the gallantry with which these Marines have fought! Of the slopes of Hill 142; of the Mares Farm; of the Bois de Belleau and the Village of Bouresches stained with their blood, and not only taken away from the Germans in the full tide of their advance against the French, but held by my boys against counter attacks day after day and night after night. I cannot write of their splendid gallantry without tears coming to my eyes.”
“What shall I say! And how shall I describe this Birth to you? For this wonder fills me with astonishment. The Ancient of Days has become an infant. He Who sits upon the sublime and heavenly Throne, now lies in a manger. And He Who cannot be touched, Who is simple, without complexity, and incorporeal, now lies subject to the hands of men. He Who has broken the bonds of sinners, is now bound by an infant's bands. But He has decreed that ignominy shall become honor, infamy be clothed with glory, and total humiliation the measure of His Goodness.”
“What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.”
“What shall I say? I must tread a fine line between glaciosity and friendlinosity. With just a hint of 'you don't know what you are missing, my fine-feathered friend.”
“What shall I take with me?
Will I let nothing behind me over the earth?
How shall my heart act?
Is it that we come in vain to live,
to sprout over the earth?
Let us leave at least flowers,
let us leave at least songs.”
“What shall one do with the verse, if he knows not That?”
“What shall they say about this moment if there is anything to say at all? And not just this moment we experience, but this period of history. What shall they say about it? And tracing this vast arc to 10,000 years from now, what will matter of all of this? Will it be what we take now as trivial—that faint aroma of petrichor, perhaps—but what, by their archivists, by their categories of prominence, they take to be as quintessential of this holy now? The herald of a cleansing rain, perhaps! How will this story be told and will it do these fleeting seconds justice? Will it betray what we know as now, or will it indeed be truer to the experience of now-then than now-now?”
Source: Inward and Toward
“What shall we call an "immediate possibility"? In 1923 the situation in Germany was profoundly revolutionary, but what was lacking for a victorious revolution was a correct strategy.”
“What shall we call this undetermin'd state,
This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless oceans,
That whence we came, and that to which we tend?”
Source: Arden of Feversham: An Historical Tragedy: Taken from Holingshead's Chronicle, In the Reign of King Edward VI. Acted at the Theatre-Royal, in Drury-Lane. By the Late Mr. Lillo
“What shall we Christians do now with this depraved and damned people of the Jews? ... I will give my faithful advice: First, that one should set fire to their synagogues. . . . Then that one should also break down and destroy their houses. . . . That one should drive them out the country.”
“What shall we do about the Abortion Bill?" A: "Pay it!”
“What shall we do my darling, when trial grows more, and more, when the dim, lone light expires, and it's dark, so very dark, and we wander, and know not where, and cannot get out of the forest - whose is the hand to help us, and to lead, and forever guide us? ... Where do you think I've strayed and from what new errand returned. I have come from to and fro, and walking up and down the same place that Satan hailed from when God asked where he'd been.”
Source: Selected Letters
“What shall we do now?" he asked.
"Something very dreadful," she said,her voice sour."Ask Arlow Bowlerham for the name of a dressmaker.”
Source: Division of the Marked
“What shall we do with...the Jews?...I advise that all their prayer books and Talmudic writings...are to be taken from them.”
“What shall we do with...the Jews?...I advise that safe-conduct on the highways be abolished completely for the Jews.”
“What shall we do with...the Jews?...set fire to their synagogues or schools and bury and cover with dirt whatever will not burn, so that no man will ever again see a stone or cinder of them.”
“What shall we do with...the Jews?...their homes also should be razed and destroyed.”
“What shall we do, all of us? All of us oassionate girls who fear crushing the boys we love with our mouths like caverns of teeth, our mushrooming brains, our watermelon hearts?”
Source: Blood Roses
“what shall we drink to?" "How about family?" Stacy said, showing up just in time to pour a fourth shot. "To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost." and she clicked glasses with mom”
“what? shall we receive good at the hand of God and shall we not receive evil?”
“What shall we say when people ask us how we met?”
The corners of her mouth twitched. “We’ll say I was in my nightrail, brushing my hair in peaceful solitude, when you climbed up to my balcony and—”
“Do you even have a balcony?”
She pursed her lips. “You’re not invited upon it, regardless.”
He gave her a slow, naughty smile. “No one’s ever *invited* to scale a balcony.”
Source: The Earl's Defiant Wallflower
“What shall we think of a well-adjusted slave?”
Source: Toward a Psychology of Being
“What shall you do all your vacation?’, asked Amy. "I shall lie abed and do nothing", replied Meg.”
Source: Little Women
“What shames us, what we most fear to tell, does not set us apart from others; it binds us together if only we can take the risk to speak it.”
“What shape is its mother, the trunk of life? Why, it's conical, just like the pear tree that bloody partridge sits in every Christmas time.”
“What shapes our lives are the questions we ask, refuse to ask, or never think to ask.”
“What shapes the best in us dies when the best education dies! The best in us shall always be undermined when they that are responsible for shaping the best in us are always undermined!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will not just learn books but life!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will not just learn moral principles, but they shall be living examples of moral principles.
I stand for a different education: a different education where students don’t just understand what they learn, but practice what they learn with understanding!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will not just learn about people of different beliefs, culture and backgrounds, but how to live with people who don’t share common perspective with them and know how to show their emotions of bitterness and misunderstanding rightly!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will be perfect ambassadors’ of God on earth and live their daily lives with all due diligence!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will understand why we all breathe the same air, sleep and wake up each day in the same manner to continue the journey of life!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will learn with inspiration even in their desperations!
I stand for a different education: a different education where teachers are seen as true epitome of education!
I stand for a different education: a different education in which the value of the teacher is well understood and the teacher is well valued as a treasure!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will not just learn, but they will reproduce great and noble things with what they learn!
I stand for a different education: a different education where students will understand the real meaning of integrity and responsibility and with true courage and humility be that as such!
I stand for a different education: a different education where education means creativity!
Education is the spine of every nation! The better the education, the better the nation! The mediocre the education, the mediocre the nation! A good nation is good because of how education has shaped the perspective and understanding of the populace! A nation that does not know where it is heading towards must ask the machine that produces the populace who drive the nation: education! Until we fix our education, we shall always have a wrong education and we shall always see a wrong nation!”
“What she actually wanted was to see the world, the way Father had when he was a young man. She had found all sorts of geography books and atlases in the library---books about the Orient, full of steaming rain forests and moths the size of dinner plates ("ghastly things," according to Father), and about Africa, where scorpions glittered like jewels in the sand.
Yes, one day she would leave Orton Hall and travel the world---as a scientist.
A biologist, she hoped, or maybe an entomologist? Something to do with animals, anyway, which in her experience were far preferable to humans. Nanny Metcalfe often spoke of the terrible fright Violet had given her when she was little: she had walked into the nursery one night to find a weasel, of all things, in Violet's cot.
"I screamed blue murder," Nanny Metcalfe would say, "but there you were, right as rain, and that weasel curled up next to you, purring like a kitten.”
Source: Weyward
“What?" she asked, partly annoyed, partly curious.
"Just trying to get the witch hat and pointy shoes in frame." He moved slightly to his left, then right.
She channeled her most intense withering gaze, then said, "How are you still single?"
"I'm not, remember?" He pointed at her. "Seriously, though. You need to look like you're having a good time." He put down the phone, then gnawed on his lips, deep in thought. "Oh, I know! Imagine I've stubbed my toe in an extremely painful way."
Now that really did make her smile.
"Excellent, excellent," he said as he reviewed the photo.”
Source: For Butter or Worse
“What?" she asked.
"You're beautiful."
She rolled her eyes. "Flattery will get you laid."
"I sure hope so.”
Source: Unchained
“What?" She burrowed closer, tucking her fingers against the collar of my shirt.
Throwing my arm around her waist, I took what felt like the first real breath in weeks. "If I had a Mogwai, I'd totally feed it after midnight. That Mohawk gremlin was a badass."
She laughed again, the sound tinkling inside me, and I felt about a thousand pounds lighter. "Why doesn't that surprise me?" she said. "You'd totally bond with the gremlin."
"What can I say? It's my sparkling personality.”
“What she couldn't understand was people who didn't imagine everything.”
Source: The Other's Gold
“What she couldn't put into word was what had happened in between to change her from one person into the other”
Source: The Tenth Circle: A Novel
“What she did have were Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, Licorice Wands, and a number of other strange things Harry had never seen in his life.”
“What she did have, after raising two children, was the equivalent of a PhD in mothering and my undying respect.”
Source: Escape
“What she did learn from all the books was something else, something she hadn't really been expecting, which was that the story of loneliness is much longer than the story of life. In the sense of what most people mean by living, she said. Without children or partner, without meaningful family or a home, a day can last an eternity: a life without those things is a life without a story, a life in which there is nothing - no narrative dramas - to alleviate the cruelly meticulous passing of time.”
Source: Transit
“What she did learn from all the books with something else, something she hadn't really been expecting, which was that the story of loneliness is much longer than the story of life. In the sense of what most people mean by living, she said. Without children or partner, without meaningful family or home, a day can an eternity: a life without those things is a life without a story, a life in which there is nothing - no narrative flights, no plot development, no immersive human dramas - to alleviate the cruelly meticulous passing of time. Just his work... and in the end she had the feeling that he done more of that than anyone had any use for.”
Source: Transit
“What she did not realize is the dream was only the start of a long nightmare.”
Source: MEG
“What she did not tell him balanced neatly with what she did.”
Source: Fates and Furies
“What she did speak of was freedom, the ability to come and go as she pleased and, most importantly, to climb. Jim, she felt, was the man who could give her the keys to that independence.”
“What she did was like the people stirring up the riots in Egypt and Libya, said my liberal brother John Flaherty. Just say anything without even caring if it is true. That is how riots start.”
“What she did was to open our eyes to details of country life such as teaching us names of wild flowers and getting us to draw and paint and learn poetry.”
“What she didn't know was one of the worst things you can do is take a CN to therapy, especially in the beginning. Here is why: it's like a training ground for them. When the counselor tells them what they are doing wrong, how they are hurting you, it shoes them which part they need to do to impress you as well as others. They do what the therapist suggests, impressing the target and the therapist. Their heart isn't in it, but they act like it is.”
Source: The Covert Passive Aggressive Narcissist: Recognizing the Traits and Finding Healing After Hidden Emotional and Psychological Abuse
“What she didn’t realise was smug smiles and shitty comments from people like her, was what fueled me to prove them wrong.”
Source: My Autistic Fight Song: My Battle into Adulthood and the Workplace