W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Where are the jobs going to come from?Small business, manufacturing and clean energy. Where's the money to finance them? The banks and the corporations in America today have lots of money that they can invest right now.”
“Where are the leaders who can speak to the idea that it is not alien to American interests, but very much in our socioeconomic interests - not to mention our spiritual health - to integrate immigrants, that our nation functions best when we welcome newcomers and help them participate fully in our society?”
“Where are the leaders?' Sapphique asked. 'In the fortresses,' the swan replied. 'And the poets?' 'Lost in dreams of other worlds.' 'And the craftsmen?' 'Forging machines to challenge the darkness.' 'And the Wise, who made the world?' The swan lowered its black neck sadly. 'Dwindled to crones and sorcerers in towers.”
Source: Incarceron
“Where are the links of the chain ... joining us to the past?”
“Where are the marks of the cross in your life? Are there any points of identification with your Lord? Alas, too many Christians wear medals but carry no scars.”
“Where are the memories that held us together? Where are the dreams that were yet to come? I'm afraid to be happy. I shouldn't be happy. If I'm happy without you does that mean I've told you goodbye?”
Source: Willow
“Where are the men?” the little prince at last took up the conversation
again. “It is a little lonely in the desert. . . ”
“It is also lonely among men,” the snake said.”
Source: The Little Prince
“Where are the Muslim people's sponsors? Where are its kings? Where are its leaders? The Muslim people is calling upon you, Jerusalem is appealing to you, will anyone answer?”
“Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?”
“Where are the one billion people who lived and breathed in the year 1800, only two short centuries ago?”
Source: The Accidental Universe: The World You Thought You Knew
“Where are the people who don't have goals headed? Those 97 per cent end up working for the three percent.”
“Where are the people?” resumed the little prince at last. “It’s a little lonely in the desert…” “It is lonely when you’re among people, too,” said the snake.”
“Where are the real sources of human dignity, freedom and modern democracy, if not in the concept of infinity to which all men are equal?”
“Where are the Robert Redfords and Paul Newmans of my age group? I love James Franco, but where's the next James Franco? Where are the hunks who can act?”
“Where are the rough brave Britons to be found With Hearts of Oak, so much of old renowned?”
“where are the snowdens of yesteryear?”
Source: Catch-22: A Novel
“Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everything I used to know so long ago. ("The Key-Note")”
Source: Poems and prose
“Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou has thy music too.”
“Where are the vehicles to character development in secular society?”
“Where are the women? The women are here.”
“Where are the young people today? Why are they allowing some of the things that are happening in their country? I am really upset about that. I feel that they are burying their heads in the sand of electronic games and television. They don't want to know. Maybe they realize that their yuppie parents who protested Vietnam have turned on their ideals and are now struggling to buy a Lexus or whatever. These kids don't know what to revolt against, so they just completely ignore it, which is a very frightening thing.”
“Where are there are two desires in a man's heart he has no choice between the two but must obey the strongest, there being no such thing as free will in the composition of any human being that ever lived.”
Source: Autobiography of Mark Twain, Volume 3: The Complete and Authoritative Edition
“Where are there lots of colors, Colton?" "In Heaven, Dad. That's where all the rainbow colors are!”
Source: Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy's Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back
“Where are these rational practices to be taught and acquired? Not within the four walls of a bare building, in which formality predominates... But in the nursery, play-ground, fields, gardens, workshops, manufactures, museums and class-rooms. ...The facts collected from all these sources will be concentrated, explained, discussed, made obvious to all, and shown in their direct application to practice in all the business of life.”
“Where are they going to get a camera? I asked. I don't know, said Noehmi. They'll probably get sidetracked along the way. Or they'll come back with paint instead, or beer, or some new idea for a circus or something. They're social anarchists.”
“Where are they now that we, the men whom they sent off to war, have returned? These are commanders who have deserted their troops, and there is no more serious crime in the law of war. The Army says they never leave their wounded. The Marines say they never leave even their dead. These men have left all the casualties and retreated behind a pious shield of public rectitude. They have left the real stuff of their reputation bleaching behind them in the sun in this country.”
“Where are they written?" "In the world around us. Merely be attentive to what happens in your life, and you will discover where, every moment of the day, He hides His words and His will. Seek to do as He asks: this alone is the reason you are in the world." "If I discover it, I'll write it on clay tablets." "Do so. But write them, above all, in your heart; there they can neither burned nor destroyed, and you will take them wherever you go.”
“Where are we? -Braeden
In the deepest part of your mind, where Carden can never find you. It's the goodness you've developed despite everything, the kindness and love you're capable of even though you were born to kill. Hide here with me, and he'll never find us. -Kara”
Source: Treason
“Where are we going? A place, a point, or around in a complete circle?" asked the Christmas beetle in a soft whisper.”
Source: The Kingdom of Nought
“Where are we going?' she asked.
A dimple appeared just below a cut on his cheek. 'We can go wherever you want, Little Fox.”
Source: A Curse for True Love
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“Mr. Durbin’s sheep have begun to lamb, and I wanted to see how the ewes are doing.” He cleared his throat. “I suppose I should have told you about today’s outing earlier.”
Anna kept her eyes straight ahead and made a noncommittal sound.
He coughed. “I might’ve, had you not left so precipitously yesterday afternoon.”
She arched a brow but did not reply.
There was a lengthy lull broken only by the dog’s eager yelp as he flushed a rabbit from the hedge along the lane.
Then the earl tried again. “I’ve heard some people say my temper is rather . . .” He paused, apparently searching for a word.
Anna helped him. “Savage?”
He squinted at her.
“Ferocious?”
He frowned and opened his mouth.
She was quicker. “Barbaric?”
He cut her off before she could add to her list. “Yes, well, let us simply say that it intimidates some people.” He hesitated. “I wouldn’t want to intimidate you, Mrs. Wren.”
“You don’t.”
Source: The Raven Prince
“Where are we going to reject that easy but flawed process of letting the intelligence services do whatever they want? It's inevitable that it will happen. I think it's going to be where Internet businesses go.”
“Where are we going? You never told me." "My home in Romania." Wow, this guy wasn’t kidding with his Dracula fixation.”
“Where are we going?" asked Victor. "If I'm allowed to ask." I squirmed around in my seat so that I could look him in the eye. "That's what you're going to tell us. As hard as it is to believe, we didn't do all that just because we missed your pleasant company." "That is hard to believe.”
Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“Where are we going?” Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist. “To the house. If they’re not willing to be witnesses, then it seems I’ll have to debauch you in front of someone else.”
Source: Secrets Of A Summer Night: Number 1 in series
“Where are we headed? Are we not endlessly plunging —backwards, sideways, forwards, in all directions? Is there an up and a down anymore? Do we not wander as if through an endless nothingness? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Hasn’t it grown colder?”
Source: The Gay Science: With a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs
“Where are we headed?” she asked, stepping with Cord onto the monorail back toward the Tower.
“I was thinking dinner,” he said. “Are you hungry?”
Rylin looked at him, her brow furrowed, but for once he didn’t sound teasing. “It’s only ten a.m.,” she pointed out.
He grinned. “Not where we’re going.”
Source: The Thousandth Floor
“Where are we heading?”
“The closest wooded area to here is Kenwood Academy’s estate. Good place to hide, especially at night.”
“If we’re going into the woods, I definitely need to change.”
I glanced back at her as we returned to the curb where the cab had dropped us off. “Or you could just go home.”
She crossed her arms and avoided my gaze, scowling. “You’re sick of me already? That must be a record.”
I lifted my eyes to the heavens. Women. “This creature tore out a woman’s throat and busted her chest cavity open like a piñata. I don’t like the thought of it being anywhere near you.”
“Did it ever occur to you that I feel the same way?”
Surprise flooded over me. “No, it…actually didn’t.”
“I know I’m not as strong or as smart as you are, but that doesn’t mean I can’t help. We’re partners, aren’t we?”
“Yeah,” I said, and couldn’t stop the smile creeping across my lips. “I guess we are.”
She tossed a quick look at me and frowned. “Quit it.”
“What?”
“I hate it when you do that.”
“You hate it when I smile?”
“No, when you make that, ‘aw, she does have a heart’ face. You look like a Disney prince.”
I laughed. “My bad. I’ll work on that.”
Source: The Deadly Seven
“Where are we?” I breathed, hardly daring to whisper.
Rhys kept his hands within casual reach of his weapons. “In the heart of Prythian, there is a large, empty territory that divides the North and South. At the center of it is our sacred mountain.”
My heart stumbled, and I focused on my steps through the ferns and moss and roots. “This forest,” Rhys went on, “is on the eastern edge of that neutral territory. Here, there is no High Lord. Here, the law is made by who is strongest, meanest, most cunning. And the Weaver of the Wood is at the top of their food chain.”
The trees groaned—though there was no breeze to shift them. No, the air here was tight and stale. “Amarantha didn’t wipe them out?”
“Amarantha was no fool,” Rhys said, his face dark. “She did not touch these creatures or disturb the wood. For years, I tried to find ways to manipulate her to make that foolish mistake, but she never bought it.”
“And now we’re disturbing her—for a mere test.”
Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“Where are we?” I interrupted Gregory as he spoke with the other angels.
He looked around. “Intercourse, Pennsylvania.”
I snorted—he said “intercourse”. What a great name for a town. I needed to move to Intercourse, Pennsylvania. I wondered if there was a Climax, Pennsylvania?
Gregory’s lips twitched. “Yes, there’s a Climax, Pennsylvania. It takes about four hours to get there by car from Intercourse.”
I didn’t know what was more funny, the fact that Climax was four hours from Intercourse or that the two angels standing beside Gregory had expressions of horror on their faces. An archangel, the archangel, had just made a sex joke. Damn, I loved him.
“I can get there faster,” I choked out between laughter that nearly brought me to my knees. “Because four hours from intercourse to climax is cause for immediate medical attention.”
He waved a hand. “For paltry humans, maybe. Four hours for an angel is a quickie.”
Those other two angels looked as if they were ready to sink through the ground.
“Oh, please, can we have a quickie? I’ve got four hours to spare, and we are in Intercourse. It’s fate.”
Source: Kingdom of Lies
“Where are we. it’s easy to see. As quick as a blink, we are where we think”
Source: Happy Jack
“Where are we?" Ni asked.
"This is my work place and the center of
Universe as well." Simone said.
"Do you mean the tower is in the center of Universe?" Ni asked
“I mean that we are both in space and inside the tower at the same time."
"Why is it so dark here?" Ni asked.
"At the beginning, it is always dark." Simone replied, "Then everything comes into existence little by little.
Even Light is born out of Darkness.”
Source: Nirupa and the Book of Shadows
“WHERE ARE WE NOW?
Where are we now, O people of light?
We who once led the world to what is right.
We taught the world the power of prayer,
Now we are lost, confused, and scared.
Once our minds reached stars so high,
Now we just watch and wonder why.
Once our hearts were strong with faith,
Now they are weak, full of hate.
We were the people of knowledge and art,
Of pure belief and fearless heart.
But now we sleep while others rise,
We close our books, we shut our eyes.
Our mosques are full, but hearts are cold,
Our stories of glory are old and told.
We talk of Islam, but live in show,
Tell me, my brother ,where did we go?
Where is the courage of Salah’s hand?
Where is the wisdom that built this land?
Where are the poets who spoke of flame,
Where are the souls that feared no blame?
We blame the world, we blame the West,
But we forgot we failed our test.
We lost our vision, our faith, our art,
We let the fire fade from heart.
Rise again, O Muslim soul!
Find your strength, regain your role!
Hold the Qur’an and knowledge near,
And walk with faith, without fear.
The world still waits for us to be,
The voice of peace, of unity.
The torch of truth in the darkest night,
The builders of love, the bringers of light.
The world still waits for us to show,
That Islam means to learn, to grow.
To build the earth with wisdom’s hand,
To heal the hearts, to guide the land.
The world still waits for us to rise,
To open hearts and open eyes.
To break the chains of hate and greed,
And plant again the Prophet’s seed.
O people of faith, wake up, stand tall,
You were made to lift, not fall.
Return to Allah, return to His way,
And lead the lost world once again someday.”
“Where are we really going? Always home.”
“Where are we to look for the consumption required but among the unproductive labourers of Adam Smith?.”
Source: Principles of Political Economy: Considered with a View to Their Practical Application
“Where are we? (Jericho) Noir’s happy place. It’s where he brings the beings he wants to play with. (Asmodeus) Punish. (Jericho) You say ta-mah-to. I say to-mah-to. (Asmodeus)”
“Where are you anyway? (Acheron) I don't know. I hear some godawful kind of music from outside, horns blaring, and I'm in a house with a Mohawk cuckoo bird, a transvestite, and a knife-wielding lunatic. (Valerius) Why are you at Tabitha's? (Acheron)”
“Where are you driving me,
foul waves of love,
huge sleepless winds of jealousy,
turbulent sea of orgy?
The rudder of my heart is broken:
I drift.
Will I ever again see
the voluptuous Skylla?”
“Where are you from exactly?” he asked his state-based colleague, after exchanging first pleasantries.
“Gulf Shores.” Paul replied.
“I know we’re at the Gulf shore,” Garry said. “But where exactly?”
“Gulf Shores is a place.”
“Where’s Gulf Shores?” Garry went on with questioning, feeling increasingly silly.
“Baldwin County.”
“Where’s Baldwin County?”
Source: A perfect Patricide: Part 1
“Where are you from? New York?"
"Weird you picked up on that," she said, "I've been gone from there for so long."
Like a couple of decades could dilute that accent.”
Source: Cheap Cabernet: A Friendship