W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?”
“Why are you afraid of death? Where you are, death is not. Where death is, you are not. What is it that you fear.”
“Why are you afraid? This is where you get it out of your system: bankruptcy, unfulfilled potential, trashing your reputation, losing it all. And then (because we just can't stop there), you're going to apply some simple analysis to it.You may have nothing to fear after all.”
Source: The Fire Starter Sessions: A Soulful + Practical Guide to Creating Success on Your Own Terms
“Why are you all buttoned up like that?" Cameron ran his gaze down the blackberry-shaped buttons of her bodice.[...] "You were happy to bare all last night," Cameron said. He let his mallet handler hover an inch from her chest. "Your bodice was down here."
Ainsley cleared her throat. "Low neckline for evening, high for morning."[...]
"This doesn’t suit you," Cameron said.
"I can’t help the fashion, Lord Cameron."
Cameron poked the top button with his gloved finder. "Undo this."
Ainsley jumped. "What?"
"Unbutton your damned frock."
She nearly choked. "Why?"
"Because I want you to." Cameron's smile spread across his face, slow and sinful, and his voice went low. Dangerous. "Tell me, Mrs. Douglas. How many buttons will you undo for me?”
Source: The Many Sins of Lord Cameron
“Why are you all here?" "One of Bantazar's assassins hit you with an exomangler," Lore said. "He's dead." "A lot dead." Wraith snorted and high-fived Lore. "Massive deadness.”
“Why are you all wasting human labour and the world’s wealth in building machinery to commit mass murder – creatures that for half a million years and more have been endowed with reason – conscious beings who discovered a better way long centuries ago?”
Source: Saurus
“Why are you always drawn to the broken ones?” He asked.
“We are all a little broken.” She replied.
“I am drawn to the ones who are honest about it.”
“Why are you always smiling? What do you know?”
“Why... are you always so... reasonable about everything? How can you always be so strong?"
"Before... I was never like this. The only reason... ...was you. It's because I met you. Yano, you made me strong.”
Source: We Were There, Vol. 15
“Why are you asking $1 questions with the same breath you could be asking $1 million questions?”
Source: Anti-Time Management: Reclaim Your Time and Revolutionize Your Results with the Power of Time Tipping
“Why are you asking me? I'm seventeen and don't know anything about what to do when you're autistic and gay.”
Source: Things I Should Have Known: A Coming-of-Age Romance About Sisterhood, First Love, and Life on the Autism Spectrum
“Why are you asking me now?" I asked. "Why didn't you ask me before?"
"You seemed a little...unstable," Mayson said. "Now you seem to be more like yourself...which is still...rather unstable.”
Source: Accidentally on Purpose
“Why are you asking me?" Viv said. "Ask your lovely girlfriend."
Tim's lips cinched into a happy little knot. Viv looked at him looking at Davida and thought how it was like watching some lab experiment. Bubbles of mercury running into each other's arms. Iron filings performing their mating dance for the magnet. Cesium exploding at the lightest touch of H2O. Exactly what the laws of chemistry demanded. It was as science-y as that. He'd found his person.”
Source: Tell Me When You Feel Something
“Why are you behaving like this? You know how much I love you … and I
believe you love me as much, so why are you avoiding me?”
Source: Life of Love
“Why are you being nice to me?"
The suprise on his face suprises me even more.
"Because I care about you." he says simply.
"You care about me?" The numbness in my body is beginning to dissipate. My blood pressure is rising and anger making its way to the forefron of my consciousness. "I almost killed Jenkins because of you!"
"You didn't kill-"
"Your soldiers beat me! You keep me here like a prisoner! You threaten me! You threaten to kill me! You give me no freedom and you say you care about me?" I nearly throw the glass of water at his face. "You are a monster!"
Warner turns away so I'm staring at his profile. He clasps his hands. Changes his mind. Touches his lips. "I am only trying to help you."
"Liar."
He seems to consider that. Nods, just once. "Yes, most of the time, yes.”
Source: Shatter Me
“Why are you being so cruel?'
'Because you won't leave!' Jacks shouted. 'And if you stay, you will die. Chaos hasn't fed in thousands of years. I know he thinks he can control his hunger, but he can't. That's why they put the helm on him.'
'You could have just said that. If you didn't want me to say goodbye or you want me to leave, you don't have to hurt me to get me to do it.'
'I'm not- I-' Jacks broke off abruptly. His eyes were no longer just red, they were blazing with fear. She'd never seen him look so terrified before. She'd been poisoned, shot, lashed across the back, and Jacks had always kept his calm until now.
With a great deal of effort, he took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his voice was soft but uneven. 'I'm sorry, Little Fox. I didn't want to hurt you, I just-'
He looked suddenly at a loss for words, as if whatever he said next might be the wrong thing. He's never looked at her like this before.
'Jacks, please, don't use the stones tonight. Come with me instead.'
He took a jagged breath. For a second, he looked torn. He raked a hand through his hair, his movements jagged.
Evangeline took a step closer.
He shuttered his expression and took a step back. 'This doesn't change anything. I still can't have you in my life. You and I aren't meant to be.'
'What if you're wrong?'
Evangeline had once heard a tale about a pair of doomed stars, drawn across skies toward each other's brightness, even though they knew that if they drew too close, their desire would end in a fiery explosion. This was how Jacks looked at her now. As if neither of them would survive if they drew any closer.
'Evangeline, you need to go.'
A thunderous roar poured out from the Valory, so loud it shook the arch and the angels and the ground at Evangeline's feet.
'Get out of here.' Jacks said.
She held his gaze, one final time, wishing she knew how to change his mind. 'I wish our story could have had another ending.'
'I don't want another ending,' Jacks said flatly. 'I just want you to leave.”
Source: The Ballad of Never After
“Why are you being so mean?" "Friends tell friends the truth." "yeah, but not to hurt, to help.”
Source: Wintergirls
“Why are you breaking down, incidentally? I mean if you’re able to go into a collapse with all your might, why can’t you use the same energy to stay well and busy?”
“Why are you carrying rope around with you?" I asked skeptically.
"Stop asking me dirty questions," he said with a smirk.”
Source: Evertrue
“Why are you chasing your tail so?" Said the kitten, "I have learned that the best thing for a cat is happiness, and that happiness is my tail. Therefore, I am chasing it: and when I catch it. I shall have happiness." Said the cat, "My son, I, too, have paid attention to the problems of the universe. I, too, have judged that happiness is in my tail. But, I have noticed that whenever I chase it, it keeps running away from me, and when I go about my business, it just seems to come after me wherever I go.”
“Why are you considering working permanently as a mercenary if you have a few hundred to spend on me upfront? You can’t possibly be hurting for money.” -Theron Boa
Kai Sera: “I’m not hurting for money, my friend, but for purpose.”
Source: Fire
“Why are you constantly escorting me places?” I say. “Isn’t there a depraved activity you’re supposed to be taking part in? Kicking puppies or spying on girls while they change, or something?”
“Why are you crying?” Sarah demands, wondering who she needs to kill.”
Source: Friends Like This
“Why are you crying? This isn't the end. Death isn't goodbye forever.”
Source: Night of the Dragon
“Why are you crying?" shivered the otter. "Because I am cold!" shouted the gnome. "Then why are you shouting?" chattered the otter. "Because," yelled the gnome, "when I shout it gets part of the cold from the inside out.”
“Why are you doing this?” Amanvah whispered, her accent thick like her mother’s, but every word clear. “My mother would not be so kind to one who tried to poison her.”
“Nor would mine, but we are not our mothers, Amanvah,” Leesha said.”
Source: The Desert Spear
“Why are you doing this?" Clary said. "Sebastian, why are you saying all these things?"
"Because I finally can," Sebastian said. "You've no idea what it's been like, being around the lot of you these past few days, having to pretend I could stand you. That the sight of you didn't make me sick. You," he said to Jace, "every second you're not panting after your own sister, you're whining on and on about how daddy didn't love you. Well, who could blame him? And you, you stupid bitch"-he turned to Clary-"giving that priceless book away to a half-breed warlock; have you got a single brain cell in that tiny head of yours? And you-" He directed his next sneer at Alec. "I think we all know what's wrong with you. They shouldn't let your kind in the Clave. You're disgusting.”
Source: City of Glass
“Why are you doing this?” His voice is low, almost soft in his confusion.
“Because I’m keeping you,” Jeremy says. “I mean, we’re keeping you. You’re being kept.”
Source: The Kings of Nowhere
“Why are you doing this? I want you to be alive."
"Because," he said, tracing a finger along my cheek. "Real love is selfless.”
Source: Dead Beautiful
“Why are you doing this,' she asked.
'You know why.' I said.
'Because you like to help people?'
'Nah.'
'Because you believe in my platform?"
'God no,' I joked.
She smirked. 'Why then.'
'Cause I fancy you. I'm hoping if I go to all this effort you'll look at me and think, well, she might be a dumbass but she tries. And then, I dunno, maybe you'll flash me or something.'
She laughed out loud at that. 'That is not why.'
'It is,' I said earnestly. 'I think you'll flash me.'
'You do not.'
'I do.'
'You don't.'
'I really do.'
'You-'
I cut her off with a kiss. I didn't think about it. I just leaned in and held the back of her head gently.”
Source: Not My Problem
“Why are you doing this?”
“That’s easy. Because I like you.” He grinned. “I like you a lot.”
“Why?”
“Because you make me smile.”
“You’re Addolgar the Cheerful. Everything makes you smile.”
“Not everything. And if I want to like you, Braith of the Darkness, I get to like you. Whether you want me to or not.”
Source: A Tale of Two Dragons
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Source: Dona
“Why are you doing this to me? What kind of country did I save in my previous life?”
“Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens, why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?”
Source: The Jodi Picoult Collection #1: Songs of the Humpback Whale, Plain Truth, and Salem Falls
“Why are you doing this? (Rafael) Because life’s too short to spend it fighting when you could be holding the one you love. And love’s too rare to squander it with petty concerns. I’m lucky I have Chloe and I have no intention of letting a war I didn’t start rob me of one second of my time with her. Go in peace, Dark-Hunter. (Apollite)”
Source: A Hard Day's Night Searcher
“Why are you dressed as a man?" Neeva said. "Why do you act like..." She paused. "Why do you act like... like one of them?" Her voice rose, challenging and accusatory. "Them," she said again. "Where women aren't human, aren't people, just things--objects. Them." She jabbed a thumb toward the rear window, where surely one of the Doll Maker's men followed unseen. "Oh, they'll show you a real man. They'll turn you into a real woman. They'll fuck you hard, you'll want it, but what you want never actually matters because everything is about their own ego. Them." Neeva stopped for air; a long, greedy inhale. "Why?" she said. "Why would you--a woman"--she spat out the word--"you who should know what it feels like to be called a cunt and a bitch and a whore just because you voiced an opinion, to be told you're fat or ugly as a way to make your argument worthless, that you're stuck-up, repressed, and in denial of your true feelings when you find them repulsive. Why would you be one of them? What's wrong with you?”
Source: The Doll
“Why are you drinking? - the little prince asked.
- In order to forget - replied the drunkard.
- To forget what? - inquired the little prince, who was already feeling sorry for him.
- To forget that I am ashamed - the drunkard confessed, hanging his head.
- Ashamed of what? - asked the little prince who wanted to help him.
- Ashamed of drinking! - concluded the drunkard, withdrawing into total silence.
And the little prince went away, puzzled.
'Grown-ups really are very, very odd', he said to himself as he continued his journey.”
Source: The Little Prince
“Why are you drinking? demanded the little prince. "So that I may forget," replied the tippler. "Forget what?" inquired the little prince, who was already sorry for him. "Forget that I am ashamed," the tippler confessed, hanging his head. "Ashamed of what?" insisted the little prince, who wanted to help him. "Ashamed of drinking!”
“Why are you fighting me, to accept you the way you are ? When you are faking, acting and pretending the way you are to me.”
“Why are you giving me money?”
“To show you how much you mean to me.” He picks one up and places it in my lap, then does the same with the next one. “You said that things in your world were valuable if they cost much mahnee. You are the thing that I love the most in this world, so I wanted to give you mahnee to show you that.”
Source: Having the Barbarian's Baby
“Why are you going to choose failure when success is an option?”
“Why are you going to the library?” he asked. “There’s these things called books, made of parchment and leather. Yeah, you might like them if they have dead animal hide!”
Source: Elves of Fate: Denial
“Why are you grinning?”
“You totally love him.”
“And you’re totally annoying.”
“I can’t argue with that.”
Source: Wild Hunger
“Why are you hanging on so tight?
Pulling the muscles in your fingers
Thickening the callouses on your smooth palms
Darling,
If you must hold on so tightly
maybe it was never yours in the first place.”
Source: Growing Pains
“Why are you helping me?”
Maximillion blinked, drawing in a deep breath. He let it out. “Because it’s the right thing to do. There, your question is answered.”
Source: Flame
“Why are you helping me?" Sanshengmu asked. "You are a human. You live only to prey upon each other. You have no compassion. All you do is justify your own greed."
"Not all humans," said the hunter. "Not me.”
“Why are you helping me?" Sanshengmu asked. "You are a human. You live only to prey upon each other. You have no compassion. All you do is justify your own greed."
"Not all humans," said the hunter. "Not me.”
― R.F Kuang, The Poppy War”
Source: The Poppy War
“Why are you helping me?” she asked quietly.
“Because Oscar is here,” he responded automatically. “And he’s one of us. The real question is why is he helping you?”
She nibbled on her lip. “Out of the goodness of his heart?”
Source: Plier
“Why are you helping me? (Fury) I don’t know. Apparently I’m having a moment of extreme stupidity. (Angelia)”
“Why are you here?"
Her words were a thread of silver in the moonlight. His answer was deep as the deepest shadows.
"You offered to be my inamorata, remember?”
Source: A Rake's Vow