W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Where were you born?" "On a battlefield," [Yossarian] answered. "No, no. In what state were you born?" "In a state of innocence.”
“Where were you?" Shahrzad tried to control the tremor in her voice.
"Not where I should have been."
"This morning and last night."
His breath fanned on her skin as he bent toward her ear. "This morning, I was not where I should have been. Last night, I was not where I wanted to be.”
Source: The Wrath and the Dawn
“Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away?”
Source: The Poetry of Pablo Neruda
“Where were you
when
I undressed and told the tales of my day?
Where were you
when
I was silent with God in prandial pray?
Where were you
when
I recited love poems as I lay?
Where were you?”
“Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?”
“Where were you while we were growing up? Did you not listen at all? We cannot understand God's plan for us. Everything is His will. It might seem like things are falling apart sometimes, but often God has something better in store for us down the line. You will enjoy life much better if you will just relax.”
Source: An Amish Wedding
“where what cannot
be seen is inferred by what the visible
does.”
Source: Stag's Leap (Pulitzer Prize Winner): Poems
“Where, where all the summer dogs leaping like dolphins in the wind-braided and unbraided tides of what? Where lightning smell of Green Machine or trolley? Did the wine remember? It did not? Or seemed not, anyway.
Somewhere, a book said once, all the talk ever talked, all the songs ever sung, still lived, had vibrated way out in space and if you could travel to Far Centauri you could hear George Washington talking in his sleep or Caesar surprised at the knife in his back. So much for sounds. What about light then? All things, once seen, they didn't just die, that couldn't be. It must be then that somewhere, searching the world, perhaps in the dripping multiboxed honeycombs where light was an amber sap stored by pollen-fired bees, or in the thirty thousand lenses of the noon dragonfly's hemmed skull you might find all the colors and sights of the world in any one year. Or pour one single drop of this dandelion wine beneath a microscope and perhaps the entire world of July Fourth would firework out in Vesuvius showers. This he would have to believe.
And yet... looking here at this bottle which by its number signalized the day when Colonel Freeleigh had stumbled and fallen six feet into the earth, Douglas could not find so much as a gram of dark sediment, not a speck of the great flouring buffalo dust, not a flake of sulphur from the guns at Shiloh...”
Source: Dandelion Wine
“Where where where
are we headed?
as individuals?
as a nation?
a world?
Where where where are we headed?
Which path will we take?
Who will go with us
and what will we carry?
And will we survive the treacherous journey?
Will we know when the votes have been cast?
Will we know when the totals are tallied?
...My head and my heart
churn to know.”
“Where white is black and black is white, I won.”
“Where wildflowers bloom, so does a soul, opening through the sound of thunder, for this is the flower, fierce in opening amid the winds of the wild.”
“Where wildness and disorder are visible in the dance, there Satan, death and all kinds of mischief are likewise upon the floor. For this reason I could wish that the dance of death were painted on the walls of all ball-rooms in order to warn the dancers, not by the levity of their deportment, to provoke the God of righteousness to visit them with a sudden judgment.”
“Where will I be five years from now? I delight in not knowing. That's one of the greatest things about life its wonderful surprises.”
“Where will our country find leaders with integrity, courage, strength-all the family values-in ten, twenty, or thirty years? The answer is that you are teaching them, loving them, and raising them right now.”
“Where will the careless conglomeration of environment, heredity, and stimulus lead me? Someday I may say: It was of great significance that I sat and laughed at myself in a convertible with the rain coming down in rattling sheets on the canvas roof. It influenced my life that I did not find content immediately and easily—and now I am I because of that. It was inestimably important for me to look back at the lights of Amherst town in the rain, with the wet black tree-skeletons against the liquid streetlights and gray November mist, and then look at the boy beside me and feel all the hurting beauty go flat because he wasn't the right one—not at all.”
Source: The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
“Where will the lava go?”
“Where will the ocean go to appease its thirst?
Where will the sun go to have some light?
Where will the tree go to get some shade?
Yet, do they cease their duty, since no one hears their plight!”
Source: Monk Meets World
“Where will this all end up? Will we completely lose our ability to be private, respectful, subtle? Will romance die? Often I long for a simpler time when break ups weren't made a trillion times worse by photo tagging, and rather than spelling it out for people you could be irritated by something and not feel as though you had to voice your gripe with convenient hashtags such as #dogaccidents, #cake and #snow in case it becomes a trending topic.”
Source: It
“Where will wants not, a way opens.”
Source: The Lord of the Rings: One Volume
“Where will we go?"
"I hear hell is particularly nice at this time of year.”
Source: Queen of Shadows
“Where will you attain Gnan, without a Gnani? One has turned agnan (ignorance) into gnan (knowledge). Now make Gnan of the Gnan.”
Source: Avoid Clashes
“Where will you drive your own picket stake? Where will you choose to make your stand? Give me a threshold, a specific point at which you will finally stop running, at which you will finally fight back.”
Source: Endgame, Volume 2: Resistance
“Where will you find any code of laws among civilized men in which the commands and prohibitions are not founded on Christian principles? I need not specify the prohibition of murder, robbery, theft, trespass.”
Source: A Collection of Papers on Political, Literary, and Moral Subjects
“Where will you go to seek Brahman? He is immanent in all beings. Here, here is the visible Brahman! Shame on those who, neglecting the visible Brahman, set their minds on other things! Here is the visible Brahman before you as tangible as a fruit in one's hand! Can't you see? Here - here - is Brahman!”
Source: Awakened India
“Where will you go, when the clock strikes twelve?
What will you do, when you face yourself?
How will you live, knowing what you’ve done?
How will you die, if your soul’s already gone?
—Excerpt of monologue from Compasia & Eratosthenes, as performed by Willem Denbury”
Source: The Midnight Star
“Where wisdom is called for, force is of little use.”
“Where wisdom is sought daily, victory is found easily.”
Source: A Manual for Victory
“Where wisdom reigns, there is no conflict between thinking and feeling.”
Source: Salt and the alchemical soul: three essays
“Where wise actions are the fruit of life, wise discourse is the pollination.”
“Where wolves live, the forest is healthy”
“Where woman do not fit the Iron Maiden [societal expectations/assumptions about women's bodies], we are now being called monstrous, and the Iron Maiden is exactly that which no woman fits, or fits forever. A woman is being asked to feel like a monster now though she is whole and fully physically functional. The surgeons are playing on the myth's double standard for the function of the body. A man's thigh is for walking, but a woman's is for walking and looking "beautiful." If women can walk but believe our limbs look wrong, we feel that our bodies cannot do what they are meant to do; we feel as genuinely deformed and disabled as the unwilling Victorian hypochondriac felt ill.”
Source: The Beauty Myth
“Where woman has taken her place in business she has found her method ready-shaped for her, and following that, she does her work,if with a certain amount of monotony, yet without undue fatigue. Her hours are fixed, and as a rule she gets needful change of scene as she goes to her business and returns to her home or the place where she lives. But the "home- maker" has not, nor can she have, any such change, and her hours are always from the rising of the sun beyond the going down of the same.”
“Where women are concerned, the rule is never to go out with anyone better dressed than you.”
“Where women are respected, there flourishes civilization.”
Source: The Constitution of The United Peoples of Earth
“Where women are, the better things are implied if not spoken.”
Source: Table-talk
“Where women love each other, men learn to smother their mutual dislike.”
Source: Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
“Where words are restrained, the eyes often talk a great deal.”
Source: A collection of the moral and instructive sentiments, maxims, cautions, and reflexions, contained in the histories of Pamela, Clarissa, and Sir Charles Grandison: Digested under proper heads, with references to the volume, ...
“Where words can be translated into equivalent words, the style of an original can be closely followed; but no translation which aims at being written in normal English can reproduce the style of Aristotle.”
Source: On the Art of Poetry
“Where words end, eyes begin, and hands weave timeless stories, that's the art of Kathakali.”
“Where words fail, music speaks.”
“Where words leave off, music begins.”
“Where words leave off, gesture begins. Don't we speak of a person being speechless with rage, dancing with impatience, setting his teeth? The final motions of the soul are speechless, animal, grotesque, or of an incomparable beauty.”
Source: Charlie Chaplin: Interviews
“Where words lose their meaning, people lose their lives.”
“Where words prevail not, violence prevails.”
“Where would anyone in publicity be if they allowed sensitivity, restraint, breeding or good taste to stand in their way?”
Source: Moncrieff: a novel
“Where would Christianity be if Jesus got eight to fifteen years with time off for good behavior?”
“Where would David Copperfield be if Dickens had gone to writing classes? Probably about seventy minor characters short, is where. (Did you know that Dickens is estimated to have invented thirteen thousand characters? Thirteen thousand! The population of a small town!)”
Source: The Polysyllabic Spree
“Where would dictators be without our compliant amnesia? Make the collective lose its memory, you can conceal anything.”
Source: Glasshouse
“Where would fashion be without literature?”
Source: D.V.
“Where would his torture be, indeed, if at every step the hope of succeeding upheld him?”
Source: The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays