W Quotes
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“What was the appeal? Particularly from the very young? A need to belong? some twisted tribal urge? how easy it is for the power-hungry to seduce those who want answers. But were they that different from myself? We all want answers, we all want the "truth"--confirmation that the universe is a good place and that we're protected from harm. We all want to believe there is an order.”
Source: The Madness of Mercury
“What was the appearance of God the Father? Like that of a man...God has the likeness of fingers and hands and a face.”
“What was the best thing before sliced bread?”
“What was the cake you had ordered?"
"A hazelnut sponge with vanilla-and-mango mousse. Vanilla buttercream with a fondant overlay and flowers."
Ideas flowed and pinged around my brain, kicking up that heady surge of excitement and challenge once more. This I knew. This I liked. "You're feeding what? Forty?"
"Forty-five. Fifty, to be safe."
"You want a traditional multitier with buttercream, then we're pushing it. Especially if you expect any sort of elaborate decoration."
"The cake feels cursed at this point." Delilah's scowl made me want to smile. It was as if she was personally offended by the bad luck, which I could understand.
"I could do croquembouche. That's relatively quick and a crowd-pleaser. There are endless possibilities of gâteau.”
Source: Make It Sweet
“What was the competition? Well, I remember this Puerto Rican who came out in a short skirt and a gun.”
“What was the constant?
Movement. Yes. With time there was always movement. The setting sun. The dripping water. The
pendulums. The spilling sand. To realize his destiny, such movement had to cease. He had to stop the flow
of time completely …”
Source: The Time Keeper
“What was the difference between Anne Frank and any other 15 year old girl living the same nightmare? Nothing! Aside from the fact that Anne spoke through her writings while others kept silent. Someone very special to me recently asked how can I write such personal things as child abuse, relationship problems, sexual addiction, and not fear how the family will feel about these revealings. I have the audacity to write such things because it's MY story. Not my parents, not my brothers, not my aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents... MINE. Note to those contemplating writing nonfiction. Write the story. It's yours to tell. Nevermind how your family will feel. Those that love you will not judge you. I promise. Do not let your testimony be in vain.”
“What was the difference between love and the agony of waiting? Like love, the agony of waiting began in the muscles and somewhere around the upper belly but soon spread out to the chest, the thighs, and the forehead, to invade the entire body with numbing force.”
Source: Snow
“What was the dream, gone now, but so wonderous that it cracked his face and uncorked something resembling a chuckle beneath his ribs!?”
Source: Farewell Summer
“What was the duty of the teacher if not to inspire?”
Source: The Middleman and Other Stories
“What was the first cat that talked a human into putting a cat door in?”
“What was the freedom to which the adult human being rose in the morning, if each act was held back or inspired by the overpowering ghost of a little child?”
Source: In Dreams Begin Responsibilities and Other Stories
“What was the function of poetry if not to improve the petty, cautious minds of evasive children?”
Source: The Middleman and Other Stories
“What was the good of dreaming of adventure if you turned your back on the first one that came your way?”
“What was the good of having such a fine home if you weren't willing to fight for it?”
Source: Outpost
“What was the good of industrial development, what was the good of all the technological innovations, toil, and population movements if, after half a century of industrial growth, the condition of the masses was still just as miserable as before, and all lawmakers could do was prohibit factory labor by children under the age of eight?”
Source: Capital in the Twenty-First Century
“What was the idea behind Hot Pockets? Was there a marketing meeting somewhere, 'Hey I got an idea: How about we take a Pop-Tart and fill it with really nasty meat? You could cook it in a sleeve thing, and you could dunk it in the toilet.'”
“What was the inspiration for all this? Snow White's forest?"
"Close, kind of," I replied. "This one's actually FernGully."
"You're kidding," he said.
"Nope. She wanted her very own enchanted rain forest, and it looks like that's exactly what she got," I said.
"She sure did," he replied. "I can't believe we're in Tennessee."
The clear-top tent was anchored by fourteen-foot faux weeping willow trees. Candles in glass orbs hung from every branch. The elevated dance floor floated in the center of the space and could be described only as an enormous Lucite shadow box filled with thousands of faux flowers in a rainbow of colors. The bars were covered in green moss and adorned with hundreds of colorful butterflies. The clear ceiling was almost entirely covered in twinkling fairy lights that would look just like a sky full of stars once the sun set.
But the real showstopper was the centerpiece on every dining table. Atop every amethyst silk tablecloth was an antique birdcage that housed two real-life lovebirds. The rosy-faced little birds were hopping around and singing, and the space looked, sounded, and felt exactly like an enchanted forest from the movie. I wasn't precisely sure how authentic they were to the rain forest setting, but their chirping certainly added to the wild vibe.”
Source: Piece of Cake: A Novel
“What was the invasion of South Vietnam, for example, in 1962, when Kennedy sent the Air Force to bomb South Vietnam and start chemical warfare? That's aggression.”
“What was the last thing he’d said to her?
It’s on the tip of her tongue,
She can’t remember what she’d heard,
Vowels ripped and consonants undone,
Stuck in the space between words,
Muted language that refuses to come”
Source: Hourglass in Grace
“What was the more likely cause of the Oklahoma City bombing: talk radio or Bill Clinton and Janet Renos hands-on management of Waco, the Branch Davidian compound?...Obviously, the answer is talk radio. Specifically Rush Limbaughs hate radio....Frankly, Rush, you have that blood on your hands now and you have had it for 15 years.”
“What was the name of that dog on "Rin Tin Tin"?”
“What was the name of that editor of Janata? 1961:
On the front page, he wrote: “Won’t last, won’t last!”
Him? Maybe he is called Mogambo.
Then 1962, 1963, 1964, 1965, 1966
Who was that short man, wrote in the daily literary supplement
“That? How long will that last? Won’t last.”
What was his name? That man, at the Esplanade book stall
Can’t remember? Where did he go, that man?
In a famous little magazine he wrote—
Him? Maybe he is called Dr Dang
Then 1967, 1968, 1969, 1970, 1971, 1972
Can’t recall? Thick glasses, a swift stride—
Him? Maybe he is called Gabbar Singh
Why can’t you remember the names their fathers gave them?
Forgotten in just 50 years? Where did they go?
And that fellow who wore loose trousers and a bush shirt
And wrote so many times: “Won’t last, won’t last.”
Then 1973, 1974, 1975, 1976, 1977, 1978, 1979,
1980, 1981, 1982, 1983, 1984, 1985,
1986, 1987, 1988, 1989, 1990, 1991, 1992,
1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 1997, 1998, 1999,
2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007,
2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014
What? Can’t remember yet? What a strange fellow you are!
So many writers, editors, poets repeatedly
Wrote: “Won’t last, won’t last, won’t last too long
People will forget soon.” And yet you struggle
To recall their names? Then let it be!
Let Mogambo, Dr Dang and Gabbar Singh
Be their names in the history of Bengalis.”
Source: প্রিয় পচিশ - কবিতার বই
“What was the one underlying cause of acne according to this patient, and to others who I talked to after that day? They felt they were doing something wrong. In patients’ minds, they were somehow to blame for this whole ordeal.”
Source: Acne: Just Another Four-Letter Word
“What was the opposite of linkage blindness? What described being certain of something without any kind of evidence?...The term was faith.”
Source: I Hunt Killers
“What was the orientation of the Church for twenty centuries if not that Our Lord Jesus Christ alone is our King? Our Lord Jesus Christ alone is the way to heaven and the road to salvation. As Our Lord Himself said: "I am the Way, I am the Truth, I am the Life. Nobody can enter the sheepfold unless they enter through Me, the door. Ego sum ostium. I am the door to the sheepfold." That means, "I am the door of heaven. Nobody can enter heaven without going through Me." This is what the Church has always taught. And that is why the Church sent missionaries everywhere, into the whole world to say to the Moslems, the Protestants, the pagans, and all those who do not know Our Lord or who fight against Jesus Christ; there is only one way that you can be saved, that you can save your souls: Our Lord Jesus Christ. And so evidently those who directed these religions seized those missionaries and massacred them; they spilled the blood of the missionaries, the Apostles. All the Apostles were martyrs. Why? Because they heralded Our Lord Jesus Christ, they wished to destroy these religions which were enslaving souls and leading them to hell. So the Apostles said: "No, you must no longer believe in all these false divinities, come to Our Lord Jesus Christ and you will be saved. He alone is Savior, He alone is salvation. Tu solus altissimus, Tu solus Dominus, Jesu Christe:Thou alone art Most High, Thou alone art Lord, Jesus Christ." We sing this in the Gloria. This is the true orientation of the Church. (sermon given August 25, 1985 Flueli, Switzerland)”
Source: Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre Collected Works Volume 3
“What was the Phoenix in the end but a roof and walls? Much had happened beneath and within them-- happiness, discovery, death and love. But it was the people-- both in the kitchen and those they served-- who made the chocolate house what it was.”
Source: The Chocolate Maker's Wife
“What was the point, I had to wonder, of fighting so hard to learn to protect my life if I was destroying it in the process?”
Source: The Rules
“What was the point in satin and lace if it didn't make a man struggle to speak?”
Source: Embrace the Darkness
“What was the point in such loneliness among people. At least if you were by yourself, you had a good reason to be lonely.”
Source: White Oleander
“What was the point of a sacrifice if it wasn't meant for the ones you loved?”
Source: Demon Trappers 1-3: Forsaken, Forbidden, Forgiven
“What was the point of accurately rendering sketches, when everyone could draw up the same picture in their minds? What was special about being able to hold an image clearly in his head, rotate it, and see different angles of light reflecting off of it? Thanks to the Stream, everyone could do that now. The Stream robbed him of his artistic skill. Stupid Stream”
Source: Gently Down
“What was the point of all that education if at the end of it you came out speaking such drivel?”
Source: Mister Creecher
“What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?”
Source: The Tenth Circle: A Novel
“What was the point of being happy if you couldn't share it?”
“What was the point of education, he thought, if people went out afterward and used it?”
“What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?”
Source: Maze Runner 3: The Death Cure
“What was the point of fighting if there was nothing, no one, to fight for?”
Source: Ink Blood Sister Scribe
“What was the point of finding something worth living for if my life was no longer in my own hands?”
Source: Neverfall
“What was the point of freedom if it only lead to death?”
Source: Ragweed
“What was the point of his saying with unsettling sobriety that he was prepared to commit to anything if he was in fact not prepared to commit to dealing with her honestly?”
Source: A Lark's Conceit
“What was the point of living in a suburb if one couldn’t show a healthy curiosity about one’s neighbours?”
Source: Less than angels
“What was the point of living through history if you didn't record it?”
“What was the point of spending your life with someone you were always looking for ways to decieve?”
Source: how to save your own life
“What was the point of starting a new life if she did everything the same as her old one?”
Source: Summer Lovin'
“What was the point of trying to run away if people were going to insist on reminding you of what you were running from?”
Source: Second Chance Summer
“What was the point? What is the point in love, and promises of it, when it can just jump from one person to another like that?”
Source: It Only Happens in the Movies
“What was the power that induced strong soldiers to put off their jackets and shirts, and present their hands to be tied up, and tortured for hours, it might be, under the scourge, with an air of ready volition? The moral coercion of despair; the result of an unconscious calculation of chances that satisfies them that it is ultimately better to do all that, bad as it is, than try the alternative. These unconscious calculations are going on every day with each of us, and the results embody themselves in our lives; and no one knows that there has been a process and a balance struck, and that what they see, and very likely blame, is by the fiat of an invisible but quite irresistible power.”
Source: The Haunted Baronet and Others: Ghost Stories 1861-70
“What was the purpose, the meaning, the reason for your life; these are questions for here and now, not for when your time is almost over while waiting for the light to fade.”
Source: Life's Impressions
“What was the purpose, then, of everything they taught in here? If it couldn't prevent men from acting like monsters?”
Source: The Bands of Mourning