W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Why did you tell her I'm your boyfriend? Why doesn't she know about your real one? - Timmy He's English! And Mom...Mom hates foreigners! - Cat”
“Why did you tell me all this?"
"So if I die, you'd know not to come looking for me when you get to heaven.”
Source: Lord of Wicked Intentions
“Why did you tell me?" I whispered, not even sure if he was still awake or why I was asking. "Why did you have to tell me that Hawke was your middle name?"
The fire crackled, spitting sparks, and I closed my eyes.
Seconds, maybe minutes later, Casteel said, "Because you needed to know not everything was a lie.”
Source: A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire
“WHY DID YOU TELL PEOPLE MY ESSAY WASN’T TRUE?”
“I don’t know,” he said, breaking out in a sweat. “Because I don’t believe it. I don’t believe anyone could be so well adjusted.”
She typed. “WHY NOT?”
“You said you look at your friends’ lives and feel like your own is better, which is fine, except that you don’t have any friends.”
“HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?”
“I sit behind you. I notice things.”
“WHAT KIND OF THINGS?”
“It’s not your fault that you don’t have any friends. You always have an aide with you. No one is going to be themselves when there’s a teacher standing right there. Plus, you talked about parties and dances, but I don’t think you’ve even been to any, so how would you know what you’re not sorry to be missing?”
He kept going. He started saying too much, telling her all the things he’d noticed—that she never said hi to other kids, that she never answered questions when people asked her things before class. “I’m not pretending I’m Mr. Popularity or anything. I’m just saying you’ve got this whole message that doesn’t seem believable. To me, anyway.”
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE SAYING THIS.”
Her facial expressions were impossible to read. He couldn’t tell how mad she was. Probably pretty mad. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s none of my business. Like, none at all. I don’t know why I just said all that. I had this theory that you’re trying to be a certain kind of person, and that must be hard. But God, I’m hardly one to talk. So let’s forget the whole thing. Please. I’m sorry.”
It startled him when her machine blurted out a single word. “NO!”
“No what?”
“DON’T BE SORRY. YOU’RE RIGHT. MY GOSH, I CAN’T BELIEVE HOW RIGHT YOU ARE.”
Source: Say What You Will
“Why did you turn me?” she’d screamed in his face, close enough for saliva. “You didn’t know me. You didn’t owe me anything. I don’t deserve this. Why didn’t you leave me in the coma? Why didn’t you let me die?”
Source: Night is Magic
“Why did you turn me?” she screamed in his face, close enough for saliva. “You didn’t know me. You didn’t owe me anything. I don’t deserve this. Why didn’t you leave me in the coma? Why didn’t you let me die?”
Source: Night is Magic
“Why did you want to go and distract me like that? I was quite in my element and everything.' Conall laughed. 'Someone has to keep you off balance; otherwise you'll end up ruling the empire. Or at least ordering it into wretched submission.”
“Why did you wear heels? How are you supposed to fight a gargoyle in what you're wearing?”
Source: My Boyfriend Merlin
“Why did your parents name you Montana if you're from Michigan?
Why did your parents name you Tripper if you're from Earth?”
Source: The Five Year Trip
“Why didn’t an epic poet ever write a word about our lives?”
Source: Joothan: An Untouchable's Life
“Why didn't anyone question "It's been a hard days night" Who talks like that anyway?”
“Why didn't I feel like this when we were actually together?"
"Maybe... maybe your mango wasn't ripe."
I squinted at Cat. "I'm not following. You're going to have to take me there."
"There's a part in You've Got Mail when Kathleen and Joe have been hanging out together. Joe knows their online identities, but she doesn't. And they go to the farmers' market, and before parting ways she says, 'I hope your mango's ripe,' and he gives her this considering look and tells her that he thinks it is."
"That is a very obscure reference."
"The point is, the mango was a metaphor for their relationship. He'd waited until she'd grown and softened under the sunlight, and once she'd gotten there, he made his move---both before and after revealing his identity.”
Source: Together at the Table
“Why didn't I feel that I belonged to my parents? How could I have known that I was not right? I think it has always been part of me. Can a newborn sense her parents' disappointment and feelings of frustration at not being able to change the unchangeable?”
Source: The Flock: The Autobiography of a Multiple Personality
“Why didn't I feel that I belonged to my parents? How early could I have known that I was not right? I think it has always been part of me. Can a newborn sense her parents' disappointment and feelings of frustration at not being able to change the unchangeable?”
Source: The Flock: The Autobiography of a Multiple Personality
“Why didn't I just keep my stupid mouth closed? Why didn't I shake my head and apologize with a hint of tears in my voice and slink off to bed with the memory of the Blue Door with a secret talisman in my pocket? Because I was seven, and stubborn, and didn't yet understand the true cost of stories.”
Source: The Ten Thousand Doors of January
“Why didn't I think of that before!"
Most difficult problems often have simplest solutions and they exist right under your nose. Defocus your mind once in a while. Give time to the things that you consider unimportant.”
“Why didn't Jacob simply refuse to go along with this bold, obvious swindle? Again, Robert Alter's insights are invaluable. When Jacob asks, 'Why have you DECEIVED me?' the Hebrew word is the same one used in chapter 27 to describe what Jacob did to Isaac. Alter then quotes an ancient rabbinical commentator who imagines the conversation the next day between Jacob and Leah. Jacob says to Leah: 'I called out "Rachel" in the dark and you answered. Why did you do that to me?' And Leah says to him, 'Your father called out "Esau" in the dark and you answered. Why did you do that to him?' His fury dies on his lips. He sees what it is like to be manipulated and deceived, and he meekly complies with Laban's offer.”
Source: Counterfeit Gods: The Empty Promises of Money, Sex, and Power, and the Only Hope that Matters
“Why didn't Obama make Hillary Clinton his vice president? (Answer: Because then he’d have to have someone taste his food for him, and start his car for him … )”
“Why didn’t she wake me up?”
“Haven’t you heard the expression ‘let sleeping dogs lie’?”
Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “Werewolves are not dogs, Shaye. How many times do we need to have this damned conversation?”
Source: Fated Betrayal
“Why didn't the Democrats accomplish more right after the 2006 elections that gave them control of Congress? It wasn't just that they didn't have votes to override a presidential veto or block a filibuster. They didn't use their mandate to substantially change how the public--and the media-- thought about issues. They just tried to be rational, to devise programs to fit people's interests and the polls. Because there was little understanding of the brain, there was no campaign to change brains. Indeed, the very idea of "changing brains" sounds a little sinister to progressives-- a kind of Frankenstein image comes to mind. It sounds Machiavellian to liberals, like what the Republicans do. But "changing minds" in any deep way always requires changing brains. Once you understand a bit more about how brains work, you will understand that politics is very much about changing brains-- and that it can be highly moral and not the least bit sinister or underhanded.”
Source: The Political Mind: Why You Can't Understand 21st-Century American Politics with an 18th-Century Brain
“Why didn’t the others help you?” Daisy asked angrily, scrubbing the sleeve of her gown over her dripping face.
“They were busy saving their own skins. Although,” Matthew added ruefully, “I would have thought I merited a little more importance than the horses.”
Source: Scandal in Spring
“Why didn't you become a sorcerer, Geralt? Weren't you ever attracted by the Art? Be honest.'
'I will. I was.'
'Why, then, didn't you follow the voice of that attraction?'
'I decided it would be wiser to follow the voice of good sense.'
'Meaning?'
'Years of practice in the witcher's trade have taught me not to bite off more than I can chew. Do you know, Vilgefortz, I once knew a dwarf, who, as a child, dreamed of being an elf. What do you think; would he have become one had he followed the voice of attraction?”
Source: Czas pogardy
“Why didn’t you call me at… Sorry, I have no idea where I’ve been. Berlin? Was it Berlin today?”
William Wilson in the short story 'Metro' by Steen Langstrup”
Source: Metro
“Why didn't you come to me last night?” she whispered.
The question took him by surprise and he wasn't prepared to provide her with an answer while he was caught by the sapphire of her eyes.
She lifted a finger to his face, and every muscle in him relaxed as she traced it over his cheek. It was as though his body was reminded of when she had healed him—that perfect moment when her eyes came back to him and after he had shared the memory of his weakest moment.
“It's not enough,” she mumbled. “The time that you spend with me isn't enough, Malloron. I feel…” Her palm pressed against his cheek and Malloron didn't need to wait for her to continue, he could feel it in the bond. He simply drew her into his arms.
The moment their bodies touched, the bond trembled inside his chest, stirring deep within him, a strange hope blooming. He pulled her against him and began to purr for her, his deep satisfaction of touching and holding her saturating every single vibration that rocked through his chest.”
Source: Reign to Rule
“Why didn’t you dare it before? he asked harshly.
When I hadn’t a job? When I was starving? When I was just as I am now, as a man, as an artist, the same Martin Eden? That’s the question. I’ve been asking myself for many a day. My brain is the same old brain. And what is puzzling me is why they want me now. Surely they don’t want me for myself, for myself the same olf self they did not want. They must want me for something else, for something that is outside of me, for something that is not I. Shall I tell you what that something is? It is for the recognition I have recieved. That recognition is not I. Then again for the money I have earned and am earnin. But money is not I. And is it for the recognition and money, that you now want me?”
Source: Мартин Иден
“Why didn't you know about the words on Frank's wall? Maybe if you asked Frank to go fishing instead of Roman, Frank would be here now, not in that hospital. Why don't you care?" I'm yelling and it doesn't matter if anyone can hear me. Everyone in Malesso can think I'm a disrespectful daughter. I want to empty the words that have been building inside me.”
Source: Keeper of the Night
“Why didn't you let me die? You could have finally been free."
"I gave up trying to imagine a world without you." - Essallie & Kayden”
Source: Obumbrate
“Why didn't you return it to Michael?"
Needham sighed, throwing down his napkin and rising from the table, through with the conversation. "He was careless with it in the first place," he said simply before quitting the room, Lady Needham fast on his heels.
It might have been sixteen years since she'd seen him last, but a part of her still considered Michael Lawler, Marquess of Bourne, a dear friend, and she did not like the way her father spoke of him, as though he were of little value and less import.
But then, she really didn't know Michael- not the man. When she allowed herself to think of him, more often than she'd like to admit, he was not a twenty-one-year-old who had lost everything in a silly game of chance.
No, in her thoughts, Michael remained her childhood friend- the first she'd ever made- twelve years old, leading her across the muddy landscape on one adventure or another, laughing at inopportune moments until she could not resist laughing with him, muddying his knees in the damp fields that stretched between their houses and throwing pebbles at her window on summer mornings before he headed off to fish in the lake that straddled Needham and Bourne lands.
She supposed the lake was part of her dowry, now.
Michael would have to ask permission to fish there.
He would have to ask her husband permission to fish there.
The idea would be laughable if it weren't so... wrong.
And no one seemed to notice.”
Source: A Rogue by Any Other Name
“Why didn't you say anything? This could become infected.'
It took everything in me to keep my arms at my sides. 'Well, there really wasn't a lot of time, considering you were busy betraying me.'
His eyes narrowed. 'That's no excuse.”
Source: From Blood and Ash
“Why didn’t you tell me that the foundation you taught me to stand on is made from quicksand?”
-pg. 232”
Source: November 9
“Why didn't you write all this time?
Did you not remember us in a song?
A dance?
In the skies littered with stars?
Did you not get drunk?
Why didn’t you write all this time?
Did you not remember us in a film?
A book?
In idyllic dusks and dawns?
Did you not get high?
It is good that you didn't.
For all is well.
I am drunk and dazed.
I have already forgotten you
and your bewitching ways.”
“Why didn't children ever see that they could damage and harm their parents as much as parents could damage and harm children?”
Source: Consenting Adult
“Why didn't Eternity have this deformed age aborted ? Its birthmark is the stamp of a newspaper, its medium is printer's ink, and in its veins flows ink.”
“Why didn't evolution make a giraffe good at carpentry so it could build a ladder?”
“Why didn't he say goodbye? I gave myself a bruise. Why didn't he say 'I love you'?”
Source: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel
“Why didn't I buy a new phone earlier? Why don't I always walk around with a spare phone? It should be the law, like having a spare tire.”
“Why didn't I just throw my money out of the window - and light it on fire?”
“Why didn't I just walk away? Oh right, because I'm a idiot.”
“Why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”
“Why didn't kill me it never made me stronger at all.”
“Why didn't someone tell me that I can become a Christian and settle the doubts afterward?”
“Why didn't you guess this would happen?" Elayne demanded. He looked at her, expressionless. One side of his mouth twitched up, then he pulled his hat down, shading his eyepatch. "Light," Elayne said. "You knew. You spent this whole week planning with us, and you knew the entire time you'd throw it out with the dishwater.”
Source: A Memory of Light
“Why didn't you tell me I was in love with you?”
“Why didn't you tell me to take Attolia's advice from the beginning?" "I thought you should figure it out. What you learn for yourself, you will know forever," said Eugenides. "Pol used to say that," said Sounis, surprised. "I learned it from him. I just wish to my god that I had his patience for the process.”
Source: A Conspiracy of Kings
“Why didn’t you come tell me he was heading out alone? (Kat) ’Cause he does it all the time. Didn’t think anything about it. But now that you’re here I’ll make sure and keep you updated on everything he does. That way you can cut his meat up for dinner and help him tie his shoes and use the potty, too. (Damien)”
Source: Devil May Cry: A Dark-Hunter Novel
“Why didn’t you sleep with the headrest?” I shrugged. “It was uncomfortable.” I looked at Sadie for support. “You didn’t use it, did you?” Sadie rolled her eyes. “Well, of course I did. It was obviously there for a reason.”
Source: The Kane Chronicles, The, Book One: Red Pyramid
“Why didn’t you talk about whether women are funny or not? I just felt that by commenting on that in any real way, it would be tacit approval of it as a legitimate debate, which it isn’t.”
“Why didn’t you tell me there was danger? Why didn’t you warn me? Ladies know what to guard against, because they read novels that tell them of these tricks; but I never had the chance of discovering in that way; and you did not help me!”
Source: Tess of the D'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman Faithfully Presented
“Why didn’t you wake me up?' 'I thought you could use the rest. Besides, you were sleeping like the dead. You even drooled,' he added. 'On my shirt.' Clary‘s hand flew to her mouth. 'Sorry.' 'Its not often you get to see someone drool,' Jace observed. 'Especially with such total abandon. Mouth wide open and everything.”
“Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, Hiding they brav'ry in their rotten smoke?”