W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Why are young adults so self-centered and always seeking instant gratification? Because older adults, often in positions of power, paint them that way.”
“Why are your siblings so important to you? Because I came into this world a sibling, they were my first friends, the first persons I fought with, the first persons who taught me forgiveness, the ones who activated my protective instincts, the first persons to love me unconditionally apart from my parents. They are also the most cherished gifts that my parents gave to me.”
“Why aren’t more news articles written about duck farms? Is it because the end product doesn’t produce obscene violence? It’s true, people do stab each other over spicy chicken sandwiches, but think of the savagery over my eggs that’ll take place when all that’s left in the grocery store is Beyond Meat.”
Source: One Out of Ten Dentists Agree: This Book Helps Fight Gingivitis. Maybe Tomorrow I’ll Ask Nine More Dentists.: A BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm Production
“Why aren't public schools opened 24 hours a day and 7 days a week? Why should parents have to work one set of hours while their children go to school a different set of hours? Why can't children attend school during the same hours that their parents work so they can spend more time together?”
“Why aren't you afraid? A child should be afraid when the devil comes knocking.”
Source: The Girl in the Storm
“Why aren't you afraid of me?"
Coy looks at me, baffled. "Why would I be afraid of you?"
I shrug, not getting a chance to answer before he continues.
"Until the day you start chomping on my throat without my permission or throwing me across the room for fun, I'll never be afraid of you.”
Source: Uniquely Unwelcome
“Why aren't you afraid of the curse?"
He smiled bitterly. "Because I am already cursed."
The words chilled her. She almost felt sorry for him.
"My offer stands," he whispered and then he dissolved into shadow.
She stood in the darkness and wondered why he so desperately wanted the manuscript if not to give it to the Atrox. Still he didn't seem as bad as she had once thought. She could almost understand why Serena liked him so much.”
Source: The Secret Scroll
“Why aren’t you asking a hundred other guys why they don’t write strong women characters? I believe that what I’m doing should not be remarked upon, let alone honoured… Because equality is not a concept. It’s not something we should be striving for. It’s a necessity. Equality is like gravity. We need it to stand on this earth as men and women. And the misogyny that is in every culture is not a true part of the human condition. It is life out of balance, and that imbalance is sucking something out of the soul of every man and woman who is confronted with it. We need equality. Kinda now. 'So, why do you write these strong female characters?' Because you’re still asking me that question."
[Equality Now speech, May 15, 2006]”
“Why aren’t you dressed like a leopard with butterfly wings, or a unicorn?”
A sliver of a grin. “Not even Legend could make me dress like a unicorn.”
“But unicorns are magical, and then all the ladies would want to pet you.”
Source: Legendary
“Why aren’t you eating the mung beans?” Some days, the constant nagging would annoy me. Woman, let me eat in peace! But, most days, I knew it was the ultimate display of a Korean woman’s tenderness, and I cherished that love. A love I’d do anything to have back.”
“Why aren't you girls out stealing hubcaps or shoplifting like normal children?”
Source: Ghost World
“Why aren't you in school? I see you every day wandering around."
"Oh, they don't miss me," she said. "I'm antisocial, they say. I don't mix. It's so strange. I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn't it? Social to me means talking to you about things like this." She rattled some chestnuts that had fallen off the tree in the front yard. "Or talking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice. But I don't think it's social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you? An hour of TV class, an hour of basketball or baseball or running, another hour of transcription history or painting pictures, and more sports, but do you know, we never ask questions, or at least most don't; they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film-teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not. They run us so ragged by the end of the day we can't do anything but go to bed or head for a Fun Park to bully people around, break windowpanes in the Window Smasher place or wreck cars in the Car Wrecker place with the big steel ball. Or go out in the cars and race on the streets, trying to see how close you can get to lampposts, playing 'chicken' and 'knock hubcaps.' I guess I'm everything they say I am, all right. I haven't any friends. That's supposed to prove I'm abnormal. But everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one another. Do you notice how people hurt each other nowadays?”
Source: Fahrenheit 451
“Why, aren’t you just about as sweet as syrup on a sundae? I sure would appreciate that, ma’am.” He winked. “How’d you like ta stroll the deck of this fine ship with me and watch the sunset? I need a purty girl to put her arm around me and steady this bow-legged cowboy as he finds his sea legs.” I raised an eyebrow and affected a southern accent. “Why, I think you’re a pullin’ my leg there, Texas. You’ve had your sea legs a lot longer than I have.” He rubbed the stubble on his face. “You might be right at that. Well then, how about you taggin’ along to keep me warm?” “It’s about eighty degrees.” “Shoot, you’re a smart one, you are. Then how ‘bout I jes say that a feller can get pretty lonesome by hisself in a strange country and he’d like to keep compn’y with you fer a while longer.”
“Why aren't you married?"
"Why aren't you?" she parried.
"I like my independence too well to relinquish any part of it."
"That's my reason, too," she said. "Besides, anyone acquainted with me will confirm that I'm uncompromising and obstinate."
He smiled lazily. "You just require the proper handling."
"Handling," she repeated tartly. "Perhaps you'd care to explain what you mean."
"I mean that a man who knows anything about women could have you purring like a kitten."
Annoyance and laughter billowed together in her chest... what a rogue he was! But she would not be deceived by his facade. Although his manner was playful, there was something underneath- a quality of patient watchfulness, a sense of restrained power- that made her nerves thrill in warning. He was no callow boy, but a fully mature man. And although she was not a worldly woman, she knew from the way he looked at her that he wanted something from her, whether it was her submission, her sexual favors, or simply her money.”
Source: Suddenly You
“Why aren't you running away?' he asked.
'Given the way you keep looking at me, I imagine you'll give chase, or you'll find another human who you wouldn't feel guilty about biting.'
I wouldn't feel guilty about biting you.”
Source: Once Upon a Broken Heart
“Why aren’t you smiling?” Cameron asks. She picks up the Astropad and stops the video.
“Because this is the beginning, not the end.”
Source: Burning Falls
“Why aren't you training, Nesta?'
'I don't want to.'
'Why not?'
Cassian muttered, 'Don't waste your breath, Az.'
She glared at him. 'I'm not training in that miserable village.'
Cassian glared right back. 'You've been given an order. You know the consequences. If you don't get off that fucking rock by the end of the week, what happens next is out of my hands.'
'So you'll tattle to your precious High Lord?' she crooned. 'Big, tough warrior needs oh-so-powerful Rhysand to fight his battles?'
'Don't you talk about Rhys with that tone,' Cassian snarled.
'Rhys is an asshole,' Nesta snapped. 'He is an arrogant, preening asshole.'
Azriel sat back in his seat, eyes simmering with anger, but said nothing.
'That's bullshit,' Cassian spat, the Siphons on the backs of his hands burning like ruby flames. 'You know that's bullshit, Nesta.'
'I hate him,' she seethed.
'Good. He hates you, too,' Cassian shot back. 'Everyone fucking hates you. Is that what you want? Because congratulations, it's happened.'
Azriel let out a long, long breath.
Cassian's words pelted her, one after another. Hit her somewhere low and soft, and hit hard. Her fingers curled into claws, scraping along the table as she flung back at him, 'And I suppose now you'll tell me that you are the only person who doesn't hate me, and I'm supposed to feel something like gratitude, and agree with you?'
'Now I tell you I'm done.'
The words rumbled between them. Nesta blinked, the only sign of her surprise.
Azriel tensed, surprised as well.
But she sliced into Cassian before he could go on. 'Does that mean you're done panting after me as well? Because what a relief that will be, to know you've finally taken the hint.'
Cassian's muscled chest heaved, his throat working. 'You want to rip yourself apart, go right ahead. Implode all you like.' He stood, meal half-finished. 'The training was supposed to help you. Not punish you. I don't know why you don't fucking get that.'
'I told you: I'm not training in that miserable village.'
'Fine.' Cassian stalked out, his pounding steps fading down the hall.
Alone with Azriel, Nesta bared her teeth at him.
Azriel watched her with that cool quiet, keeping utterly still. Like he saw everything in her head. Her bruised heart.
She couldn't bear it. So she stood, only two bites taken from her food, and left the room as well.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“Why aren't you turning me over to your cop friends right now?" she demanded.
He shrugged. "To tell the truth, I have absolutely no idea. But let's talk anyway.”
Source: In the Company of Wolves
“Why aren't crazy people content to take over, like, one town? It always has to be the whole word. They can't just control maybe twenty people. The have to control everyone. The can't just be stinking rich. The can't just do genetic experiments on a couple unlucky few. They have to put something in the water. In the air. To get everyone. I was tired of all of it.”
“Why aren't Democrats voting against President [Donald] Trump's cabinet nominees en masse? Is it because they're just a bunch soft-headed Beltway lifers who don't understand that the base is pissed and wants them to fight fight fight?”
“Why aren't I like other boys?”
“Why aren't more gems from our great authors scattered over the country? Great books aren't within everybody's reach.”
“Why aren't people more successful? Because most people do not select and pursue a vision without regard for other objectives. Most people shift from one activity to another without any focused or directed purpose, naively assuming that things will take care of themselves or will be taken care of by others. George Bernard Shaw said, "The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them."”
“Why aren't the Nets playing in Newark?”
“Why aren't we investing more in alternate tech? The Saudi Arabians are, Scottish Power is. I was just there. Could it be that we're counting on the oil going on forever and ever and ever and us having all of it and getting very rich?”
“Why aren't we looking at the causes of breast cancer? Why aren't we spending our energy on looking at what we're doing to the earth? On the pollutants we're putting into the earth? And the pesticides we're putting into the earth? What we're releasing into the air? Instead, we just cut off more organs! That's where metaphor comes into it - not even metaphor as much as reality.”
“Why aren't you afraid of me? I've seen my death, and you're not it.”
“Why aren't you dead?" Will demanded.”
“Why aren't you more grateful when I prove how wrong you've been?”
“Why aren't you signed up for the 401K? I'd never be able to run that far.”
“Why argue about decisions you're not powerful enough to make yourself?”
“Why argue about things you can't prove?”
“Why art thou but a nest of gloom
While the bobolinks are singing?”
Source: The Complete Works of William Dean Howells: 27 Novels & 40+ Short Stories, Including Plays, Poems, Travel Sketches, Historical Works & Autobiography (Illustrated): Christmas Every Day, The Rise of Silas Lapham, A Traveler from Altruria, The Flight of Pony Baker, Venetian Life, Italian Journeys, Imaginary Interviews, A Boy's Town, Years of My Youth…
“Why art thou silent & invisible,
Father of Jealousy?
Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds
From every searching Eye?
Why darkness & obscurity
In all thy works & laws,
That none dare eat the fruit but from
Thy wily serpent's jaws?
Or is it because Secrecy
Gains females' loud applause?”
“Why? As much fun as a hospital sounds, I'd rather spend the evening dancing with an amazing, smart, funny, interesting, beautiful girl who has the most incredible green eyes I've ever seen. Sophie, will you go to the dance with me?”
Source: The Perfect Blindside
“Why ask a question whose answer would demand ten more questions?”
Source: Cloud Atlas (Enhanced Movie Tie-in Edition): A Novel
“Why ask for truth," Ser Barristan said softly, "if you close your ears to it?”
“Why ask for your daily bread when you own the bakery?”
Source: Money, Possessions, and Eternity
“Why ask why? If it's raining it just is.”
“Why?" asked the horse. "I'm a free Narnian. And why should I talk slaves' and fools' talk? I don't want him to live forever, and I know he won't live forever whether I want him to or not.”
Source: The Horse and His Boy
“Why assume so glibly that the God who presumably created the universe is still running it? It is certainly conceivable that He may have finished it and then turned it over to lesser gods to operate.”
Source: Minority Report
“Why assume that to look is to see?”
“Why at the beginning of things is there always light? Dorrigo Evans' earliest memories were of sun flooding a church hall in which he sat with his mother and grandmother. A wooden church hall. Blinding light and him toddling back and forth, in and out of its transcendent welcome, into the arms of women. Women who loved him. Like entering the sea and returning to the beach. Over and over.”
Source: The Narrow Road to the Deep North
“Why attack God? He may be as miserable as we are.”
“Why bad people live in heaven??
If there is heaven so do and hell exist??
but why bad are heaven and good also??
So you have done here something bad and you greeting saying "Bravo..., Bravo... well made!" - WTF???”
“Why ban guns? Let's give everyone a rocket launcher! What could possibly go wrong?”
Source: Inside The Mind of an Introvert: Comics, Deep Thoughts and Quotable Quotes
“Why ban guns? Let's give everyone rocket launchers! What could possibly go wrong?”
“Why be a dumb dud? Do your friends shun you? Do people cross the street when they see you approaching? Do they run up the steps of strange houses, pretend they live there and force their way into the hall while you are passing by? If this is the sort of person you are, you must avail yourself today of this new service. Otherwise, you might as well be dead.”
“Why be a governor or senator when you can be king of Disneyland?”
“Why be a man when you can be a success?”
Source: Baal, A Man's a Man, and The Elephant Calf: Early Plays by Bertolt Brecht