W Quotes
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“Why don't you come down that hall with me,” she asked, “Let me show you something that you probably haven't seen before.”
Nietzsche nodded again. He didn't understand what was happening but he knew that it was something he wanted. So they stood up. She led him to a room at the end of the hall by his hand.
And soon after, she gave him syphilis.”
Source: Operation Cosmic Teapot
“Why don't you come with me to the station? We can talk, and I'll treat you to a bad cup of coffee."
"You make it sound pretty tempting.”
Source: Lure of Obsession
“Why don’t you dare the impossible?”
Source: Think Great: Be Great!
“Why don’t you ever ask me what happened, first? You always ask the people who hurt other people what happened first, as if I am going to tell a fib.”
Source: Teachers Just Don't Understand Bullying Hurts
“Why don't you find out for yourself?
Then you'll see the glass, hidden in the grass.”
“Why don’t you give us a girlfriend before you give us a mission?”
“Why don't you have your children go to church? There is only one rational answer to that question. It might be put into some such form as this: "I have no special objection to churches. They are useful. So are free libraries. People who have no books at home find free libraries a great benefit; but my family have at home all the books they need. So people who are not well supplied with religion derive undoubted benefit from churches; but my family have at home all the religion they need. The community would be about as well off without any churches as it is with the churches it has. If no other charity seems more important, I am willing to contribute to a church as I might to a free library; but really I see no reason why I should go to church myself, or expect my children to go." That is a rational answer. I know of no other answer essentially different that could be called rational.”
Source: On the Training of Parents - Scholar's Choice Edition
“Why don’t you just be yourself? … No one can help but admire your spirit.”
-Katniss and Cinna”
Source: The Hunger Games
“Why don't you just do it, then?" Racath hissed. "Just kill me. I dare you."
Now, I assume you know what this is. You've seen this before in other stories - the part where the disgruntled villain stands over the hero. He is triumphant, the hero now at his mercy. But when commanded to slay him, he hesitates. He lowers his sword. And he says: "I cannot."
If you are to take away but one thing from the words I have spoken, let it be this: there is a world of difference between "I Cannot" and "I will not".
"I cannot" is a surrender. It implies a lack of options. Someone who says such a thing does so only because they have no other choice. They do not WISH to relent - in fact, they usually want to obey their mandate and destroy the hero at their feet. But they cannot, because the guilt is too unbearable. But that does not make him a better man; all that a man who says "I cannot" has done, is given in to the compulsion to repent.
Allow me to make myself perfectly clear - I HAD other options. Easy options. Simple options. I could have killed Racath Thanjel that day. I could have killed him and all the others, too. I could have left them dead and bloody on that grassy hill, and gone trotting back to the Imperator's lap. I could have shrugged off the attrition that had dogged my every step, thought better of my disenssion, given up on all hope of absolution and accepted my damnation. And I could have spent the rest of eternity destroying God's green earth at Lavethion's side.
I could have. It would have been so easy. So simple. So wrong. And I didn't want to.
And so I took a sickened step away. Stabbed Osveta into the grass. Shook my head. And said: "I won't.”
Source: Dissension: the Second Act of Penance
“Why don’t you just go run to your room and cry little girl or better yet kill yourself?” Cora spat out ferociously.
“Oh honey, if I was going to kill myself I’d do it right here out of spite just to see you get down on your knees and wash the blood off the tiles and haunt your ass til kingdom come.” Sienna spat back with even more ferocity.”
Source: Breaking Bedlam
“Why don’t you just pretend that the asshole dropped dead? You can’t call or write to a dead man. Put a couple of candles in front of his picture, say a few Hail Marys, and get it over with.”
Source: Isabel's Hand-Me-Down Dreams
“Why don’t you let me get a good look at what I’m working with.” She sank to her knees, sliding one palm across his length, the barrier of his pants practically nonexistent at the heat of her touch. “Oh, I’m going to need to look at this up close.”
Source: Her Enemy Protector
“Why don't you like getting close?' Marianne insisted. 'Is it because you might get hurt?'
Owen shook his head. He still couldn't look at her. 'It's because it's never permanent. Everything dies. Everything gets destroyed. Even love. So we just make the best of it-get our pleasure where we can.”
Source: Slow Decay
“Why don't you like girls?"
Nicky looked startled by the interruption, but he rallied quickly and made a face. "They're so soft."
Neil thought about Renee's bruised knuckles, Dan's fierce spirit, and Allison holding her ground on the court a week after Seth's death. He thought about his mother standing unflinching in the face of his father's violent anger and her ruthlessly leaving bodies in their wake. He felt compelled to say, "Some of the strongest people I've known are women."
"What? Oh, no," Nicky hurried to say. "I mean literally soft. Too many curves, see? I feel like my hands would slide right off. It's totally not my thing. I like…" He drew a box with his fingers as he searched for words. "Erik. Erik's perfect. He's a total outdoors junkie, rock climbing and hiking and mountain biking, all that awful bug-infested fresh-air stuff. But oh my god, you should see what it does to his body. He's like this, all hard edges." He drew another box. "He's stronger than I am, and I like that. I feel like I could lean on him all day and he wouldn't break a sweat.”
Source: The Raven King
“Why don’t you like him?’ He screwed up his face. ‘It’s nothing personal. He’s just a bit of a bawbag.”
“Why don't you live for the people. Why don't you struggle for the people. Why don't you die for the people.”
“Why don’t you put up a stand by the road.” I blurted out.”
Source: Just Out Of Reach
“Why don't you read the Good News of God.”
“Why don't you read the Holy Bible?”
“Why don't you speak English? Why don't you speak Spanish? Being Latino in America means the answer to both of these questions holds us to an impossible standard to prove we're both sufficiently American and authentically Latino. I am tired of the interrogation, the unattainableness, the in-betweenness. I am enough to stand on both sides, fully and completely.”
Source: You Sound Like a White Girl: The Case for Rejecting Assimilation
“Why don't you take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut? Why don't you take a flying fuck at the mooooooooooooon?”
Source: Slapstick, or Lonesome No More!
“Why don't you take Rhydian?”
“Why don't you take your broom and ride off on the local coven meeting?" He ran a hand through his unfairly thick hair.
"Back in five!"
"That would be great for the show's ratings. All alone, you'd rock that demo of viewers who love watching paint dry." Nina smirked, happy to have the last dig before they went on-air.”
Source: For Butter or Worse
“Why don't you tell everyone you're ugly?
It scares me. It's the only advantage I have left.”
Source: Beauty
“Why don't you tell me a story?”
Source: Ivory and Bone
“Why don’t you tell me what you’re willing—”
“Five days.” Hmph. “Well, that seems rather arbitrary, Your Grace.”
“Are you familiar with the numerology of the number five?”
She blinked slowly. “I… uh… No.”
“The number five generally indicates a person who is full of energy and yet unable to channel it responsibly. That is you.”
Source: Five Days with a Duke
“Why don't you tell me why you called me?
Don't you know?
I'm a therapist, nto a psychic.
That would make your job easier, no?
Scarier.”
“Why don't you trust me? S/he wrote in the message box and sent it to both her/his (boy/girl)friends.”
“Why don’t you trust me when I love you?”
— Jesus”
Source: Chosen Not Cheated: Discover God's Goodness Through Life's Detours, Denials and Doubts
“why don't You try living with my parents for a few years, and Then tell me that sex androids and artificial wombs are a bad idea.”
“Why don't you try something really different and be the same person two days in a row?”
“Why don’t you turn on the dawnzer?” Ramona asked, proud of her new word.
Beezus looked up from her book. “What are you talking about?” she asked Ramona.
“What’s a dawnzer?”
Ramona was scornful. “Silly. Everybody knows what a dawnzer is.”
“I don’t,” said Mr. Quimby, who had been reading the evening paper. “What is a dawnzer?”
“A lamp,” said Ramona. “It gives a lee light. We sing about it every morning in kindergarten.”
A puzzled silence fell over the room until Beezus suddenly shouted with laughter.
“She-she means—” she gasped, “The Star-Spangled B-banner!” Her laughter dwindled to giggles. “She means the dawn’s early light.”
Source: Ramona the Pest
“Why don’t you two take a little walk?” Eleni suggested. “The moon is beautiful tonight.”
“That’s a great idea.” Robby stood, releasing Olivia’s hand. “Will ye walk with me, lass?”
“Yes.” She grabbed her sweater, pulled it over her head, then fixed the clip that held her hair in place on
the back of her head.
“No funny stuff,” Eleni warned. “I’ll be watching with the telescope.”
Source: The Vampire and the Virgin
“Why don’t you want to see your mom? Did she burn your
dolls in a sacrificial fire? Read your e-mail?”
“She wants to run my life,” I explain.
“What a bitch. It’s like she thinks she’s your mother
or something.”
“She’s a psychopath,” I said. “It’s complicated.”
“Psychopaths can’t afford fur coats.”
“This one can.”
Source: Wintergirls
“Why don't you write that sentence down and read it? Then perhaps you would realize how insane you are. -Linus Wynter”
Source: Airman
“Why don't church leaders forbid Catholics from joining the military with the same fervor they tell Catholics to stay away from abortion clinics?”
Source: America's Deadliest Export: Democracy – The Truth about US Foreign Policy and Everything Else
“Why don't I drink from a straw? Because straws are for suckers.”
“Why don't I have enough money? The answer is obvious. Money is how people are measured. What you are worth is what you are worth. The reason I am not worth very much is because I am not worth very much. Nothing could be simpler.”
“Why don't I just give you a pair of my panties to hang around your neck? Then whenever you feel jealous, you can wave them at whoever's pissing you off.”
Source: One Foot in the Grave: A Night Huntress Novel
“Why don't I just hand you my panties and be done with it.”
“Why don't I just pretend I'm on camera, Plutarch?" I say. "Yes! Perfect. One is always much braver with an audience," he says. "Look at the courage Peeta just displayed!" It's all I can do not to slap him.”
Source: Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)
“Why don't I just step out and slip into something more spectacular?”
“Why don't I like crowds? I suppose the worst possible thing I could say is that I don't like people, and that crowds are just collections of people. That seems like a very nihilistic way to look at the world.”
“Why don't I like you?" "Because you think I'm an asshole, and I'm not really, I'm just British and, well, you're not.”
“Why don't I talk about Big Data? Because I am focused on intelligent answers and not speeds and feeds. It doesn't matter if it is quick if it's the wrong answer.”
“Why don't I watch the ocean?My lover's gone.No earthly ships will ever bring him home againbring him home again.”
“Why don't men ... leave off those detestable stiff collars, stocks, and things, that make them all look like choked chickens, and which hide so many handsomely-turned throats, that a body never sees, unless a body is married, or unless a body happens to see a body's brothers while they are shaving.”
Source: FRESH LEAVES
“Why don't more women attain enlightenment?”
“Why don't people ask us about our hope? The answer is probably that we look as if we hope in the same things they do. Our lives don't look like they are on the Calvary road, stripped down for sacrificial love, serving others with the sweet assurance that we don't need to be rewarded in this life.”
“Why don't people believe us when we say we're simply in love?”