W Quotes
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“Will, what do you see when you look at that?"
"A fence"
"Yeah, a fence. Used to contain something, keep it trapped. A prison, perhaps." *Bends her head* "But when I look at it like THIS... to me it looks like a ladder. Which is the opposite of a fence. A ladder means escape, freedom.”
Source: Will & Whit
“Will what I am about to do, bring me closer to, or take me further from my goals?”
“Will without intellect is the most vulgar and common thing in the world, possessed by every blockhead, who, in the gratification of his passions, shows the stuff of which he is made.”
Source: The Wisdom of Life
“Will ye be wantin’ this now, madam?”
“Yes, please,” she whispered. She wanted to engrave the sight of him thus, about to make love to her, in her mind.”
Source: Scandalous Desires
“Will ye come with me?” he whispered. And she answered without hesitation. “Yes, please.”
Source: Scandalous Desires: Number 3 in series
“Will ye submit your necks, and chuse to bend
The supple knee? ye will not, if I trust
To know ye right, or if ye know your selves
Natives and Sons of Heav’n possest before
By none, and if not equal all, yet free,
Equally free; for Orders and Degrees
Jarr not with liberty, but well consist.
Who can in reason then or right assume
Monarchie over such as live by right
His equals, if in power and splendor less,
In freedome equal? or can introduce
Law and Edict on us, who without law
Erre not, much less for this to be our Lord,
And look for adoration to th’ abuse
Of those Imperial Titles which assert
Our being ordain’d to govern, not to serve?”
Source: Paradise lost
“Will you accompany me in this dance?” he said, bowing and holding out his hand. “No, thank you.” Miri smiled. The prince frowned and looked and the chief delegate as if for assistance. Miri laughed self consciously. “I, uh, I was teasing.”
“Will you always talk to me? Will you always tell me
what your heart desires? Will you always tell me what it does not?
Will you always share your thoughts with me? Will you always
love me?”
Source: LOVE TOUCHES ONCE & NEVER LEAVES ...A Blooming & Moving Love Saga!
“Will you ask God to bring you to the place where you're willing to be willing?”
“Will you at least think about my offer? Give me your word you will.”
“I must beg your pardon on that account too. I cannot give you my word. I consider the tongue to be the most sacred member of the whole body. If I give my word, it will become incumbent upon me to perform what I have promised.”
Source: The Thugs & a Courtesan
“Will you be a spectator or a citizen? To make a difference in this world, you must be involved.”
“Will you be able to touch me again without thinking about Sean? I don't want you to be disgusted by me.”
Source: Fix Up
“Will you be all right?" she asked
How could I be?
Would you be all right, I felt like screaming, if you'd just watched your family taken away, watched your entire town taken away, to be murdered. I'll never be alright.”
Source: Greater Than Angels
“WILL YOU BE BRINGING A DATE?"
"PROBABLY NOT."
"OH COME ON," Dora said. "I'M SURE THAT YOU MUST HAVE LOTS OF BOYFRIENDS-- AND GIRLFRIENDS..."
I nod my head no and explain that my sex life is complicated.
"HOW SO?" Tommy asked.
"MY BOYFRIEND'S STRAIGHT."
"OH. WOW," Dora said. "MINE TOO."
We laugh.”
Source: Uninhibited From Lust To Love
“Will you be clever at the expense of others, or will you be kind?”
“Will you be my deputy, Squirrelflight? There is no cat I trust more. Everything you do is for the best of reasons. I understand that now.”
Source: The Last Hope
“Will you be my forever, Donia?”
“Will you be my heartbreak?”
“Will you be my poetry?”
Source: Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth
“Will you be my shoulder when I'm gray and older? Promise me tomorrow starts with you. Getting high, running wild among the stars above. Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.”
“Will you be performing the fire dance for us soon, Jorr-Don?” Zoska asked in the Mokta language. “Or were you intending to break your spine to avoid the hunt?”
“Neither. The stretches loosen me up,” Jordan replied in Mokta. “I do them every morning and they help me.”
“I eat a hearty meal every morning. That helps me!”
Source: Jordan's World
“Will you be quiet?" he asked, smiling down at her. She nodded. He pretended to think about it. "I don't believe you/" She planted her hands on her hips, which had to be a ludicrous postition, naked as she was from the waist up. All right," he acceded, "but the only words I'll allow from your mouth are, 'Oh, Gareth,' and 'Yes, Gareth.' He lifted his finger. What about 'More, Gareth?'" He almost kept a straith face. "That will be acceptable”
“Will you be remembered, how would you be remembered, why wouldn’t you fight for the greatest achievement ever?”
“Will you be to us,
so self-assured of healthy body,
a person to be spurned and rejected,
doubly disabled
by our prejudice and fears?
For we rarely open our hearts
to people like you, sister.
Nor have we crafted our world
to accommodate your bent form.
So you must creep around our perimeters,
seeking access,
a way into our spaces.
You must double-check
entrances, exits, stairs and heights
to see if they welcome you
or leave you standing helpless,
like an infant
before a rising cliff.
Will we slip past you,
embarrassed?
Or will we see in you
a graced opportunity
to stretch our own crippled spirits,
recognizing
your inherent dignity,
and respecting the courage
of your endless silent struggle
to be part of a world
not fashioned for your infirmity?”
Source: Soul Sisters: Women in Scripture Speak to Women Today
“Will you be traveling there again? To Istanbul and Arabia and the places where they follow the Koran?"
"I hope so," he said, laying aside the golden book very carefully. "The air is so hot there, warm and fragrant, the sky so blue, and the food tastes like nothing here. They have olives and dates and soft cheeses. I think you would like it, my Séraphine. You could dress in pink and gold and mahogany and lounge on silken pillows, listening to strange music. I'd buy you a little monkey with a vest and a hat to make you laugh and I'd sit and watch you and feed you juicy grapes."
She smiled sadly and drew off her stays. "And how would we get there, Val?"
"I'd hire a ship," he said taking a sip of his red wine. "No, I'd buy a ship- one of our very own. It'll have blue sails and a flag with a rooster on it. We'll take your mongrel and Mehmed and all his cats and set sail with fifty strong men. During the day we'll sit on deck and watch for mermaids and monsters in the waves, and at night we'll stare at the stars and then I'll make love to you until dawn."
"And after far Arabia?" she whispered as she drew off her chemise and stood nude save for her stockings and shoes. "What then?"
His smile faded and he looked very grave as she took off her shoes and stockings. "Why, Séraphine, then we would journey on to Egypt or India or China or indeed wherever else you please. Or even come round about here, back to foggy, bustling London, where, if nothing else, the pies and sausages are quite good, if that was what you wished. Just as long as I were with you and you with me, my sweet Séraphine.”
Source: Duke of Sin
“Will you be wanting to contest the divorce?" I asked Mrs. Davis. "I should think not," she said calmly, "although I suppose on of us should, for the fun of the thing. An uncontested divorce always seems to me contrary to the spirit of divorce.”
Source: Sixty stories
“Will you be?” I asked, suddenly anxious. “Will you really be here?” “As long as you want me,” he assured me. “I'll always want you,” I warned him. “Forever.”
“Will you beg if I don't give it to you, Dina?" he whispered in her ear, sending a tremble right to her core. She would, she'd beg. With one rough tug he pulled her underwear off.
"Yes," she hissed as he caressed the seam of her pussy, his fingers rubbing against her clit with just the right amount of friction. She wasn't sure how long she could last.
When he plunged his fingers inside of her, Dina cried out. How could it feel so good? Had it ever felt this good with anyone else?
"Tell me, Dina. Is this all for me?" Scott growled against her throat.
"Yes, take it. Take me." She shuddered as his fingers pressed deeper, as she rode the palm of his hand.
"So fucking wet," he groaned. The hard press of his cock against her ass cheeks nearly sent her into a frenzy as he continued to fuck her with his fingers.
"Bend over for me so I can see you," he said, and Dina bent forward, resting her arms on the bed.
Scott was gone for a split second, and as his fingers left her she already felt bereft.
"Please, please," she moaned again, now on all fours.
"Such a pretty cunt," Scott said, his voice breaking apart behind her.
Then suddenly the emptiness ended, and Scott's mouth was there, licking, sucking at her pussy. Drinking her in. Dina let out a cry of pleasure as the tickle of Scott's beard brushed against her folds.
He buried his face in her pussy, his tongue pushing inside her, flicking back and forth. And then his fingers were there as his mouth found her clit and sucked and kissed and then the orgasm broke through Dina, arching her back in pleasure, and she grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets. Scott didn't let up; he continued to hold her there, burying his face deeper into her seam.
"Good girl," he said, lifting Dina back up as if she weighed nothing. She was glad to have his hands on her. She wasn't sure she'd be able to use her legs at that moment.
She faced Scott, looking up at him through half-closed eyes. The aftermath of the orgasm still rippled through her in electric shockwaves. But she still wanted more, needed more.
She needed to be filled by him.”
Source: Best Hex Ever
“Will you believe me when I tell you there was kindness in his heart? His left hand didn't know what his right hand was doing. It was only that certain important connections had been burned through. If I opened up your head and ran a hot soldering iron around in your brain, I might turn you into someone like that.”
Source: Jesus' Son: Stories
“Will you carry the words of love with you?”
“Will you choose the easy way or go the extra mile and rise higher?”
“Will you?” Chris asks in a harsh tone, his face an emotionless mask except for his gorgeous eyes which at this moment were so cold, I almost shivered.
“Will I what?” I ask him in a soft tone.
“Marry him?”
I say nothing. How could he even ask me that? “Chris I would rather die than give myself to anyone else but you, you should know that.” My eyes start to sting with tears. Did he not know the extent of my love for him? He then grabbed my waist and pulled me hard against him and kissed me with such passion, I forgot who, where and what I was. All I could think about was his kiss and how it consumed me.”
Source: Love Revisited
“Will you come down and kiss me good night?”
“Will you come?'.....
Will you come and sit by me in this heavy silence?
I do not call, for you to come and set me free.
Nor do I wish, for you to come and take my agony.
But will you hold me in your arms, when the tears fall, one by one? When the road ahead is too long to walk,
when the pain unspoken, is heavy to the deep,
and the sighs fall, in mute agony
Will you come, and share with me a moment of silence?
My friend, though I know, this journey is mine and mine alone;
The pain is mine and mine to carry.
But in the thick of grief, if the slog is heavy,
Will you come, and sit by me, to let me know, I am not alone?
This broken heart will stand up to life,
for I will sit and sigh no more.
But will flow as a river of light.
Because of dark, I found the dawn.
Because of agony, I found the joy.
This broken heart is a mouth of songs.
But while I journey from night to the morn,
Will you come and sit by me, to share a moment in silence,
to let me know, I am not alone?”
“Will you come with me?"
"Ah, Kestrel, that's something you never need to ask.”
Source: The Winner's Kiss
“Will you come with me?' he asked. Perhaps in some other life I could have refused, could have torn my hair and screamed, and made him face his choice alone. But not in this one. He would sail to troy and I would follow, even into death.”
Source: The Song of Achilles
“Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?”
“Will you come with me, sweet Reader? I thank you. Give me your hand.”
Source: The Adventures of Robin Hood
“Will you come with me? For I cannot wait to share the world with you, Jem. There is so much to see.”
Source: Clockwork Princess
“Will you continue doing goodness even if you know that no one will know them? Will you continue doing kindness even if you know that no one will remember them? Then, you are truly a holy man!”
“Will you cower for the rest of your life and let the world run you over?” She grabbed her by the face, her intense eyes only inches away from hers. “Or will you fight for what you want and take this world by storm?”
Source: Gold Shadow
“Will you dance for me? Let your breasts roam for a moment -- I need to see how they dance.'
'Okay.' She danced, and as she danced, she tried to think of the most delicious salads she could imagine -- with artichokes and sundried tomato and blue cheese dressing, and beets, lots of beets.”
Source: House of Holes
“WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME
As we stand here,
Hand in hand,
Under the neon lights
Of Truth and Love.
I'm asking you to
Dance with me.
To twirl,
Kick,
Drop,
Jump,
And fly
With me.
Skidding and
Sliding across
The dancefloor of life,
I want you to
Glide with me.
Through the
Saddest and
Happiest songs,
The fastest highs
To the longest and
Slowest lows,
I want you to
Flow through
Them all
With
Me.”
Source: Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
“Will you dance with me?' I ask Cardan, sinking in to a curtsey, acid in my voice. 'For I find you every bit as beautiful as you find me.”
Source: The Wicked King
“Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy.”
Source: Allegiance of Honor
“Will you dare to say so?–Have you never erred?–Have you never felt one impure sensation?–Have you never indulged a transient feeling of hatred, or malice, or revenge?–Have you never forgot to do the good you ought to do,–or remembered to do the evil you ought not to have done?–Have you never in trade overreached a dealer, or banquetted on the spoils of your starving debtor?–Have you never, as you went to your daily devotions, cursed from your heart the wanderings of your heretical brethren,–and while you dipped your fingers in the holy water, hoped that every drop that touched your pores, would be visited on them in drops of brimstone and sulphur?–Have you never, as you beheld the famished, illiterate, degraded populace of your country, exulted in the wretched and temporary superiority your wealth has given you,–and felt that the wheels of your carriage would not roll less smoothly if the way was paved with the heads of your countrymen? Orthodox Catholic–old Christian–as you boast yourself to be,–is not this true?–and dare you say you have not been an agent of Satan? I tell you, whenever you indulge one brutal passion, one sordid desire, one impure imagination–whenever you uttered one word that wrung the heart, or embittered the spirit of your fellow-creature–whenever you made that hour pass in pain to whose flight you might have lent wings of down–whenever you have seen the tear, which your hand might have wiped away, fall uncaught, or forced it from an eye which would have smiled on you in light had you permitted it–whenever you have done this, you have been ten times more an agent of the enemy of man than all the wretches whom terror, enfeebled nerves, or visionary credulity, has forced into the confession of an incredible compact with the author of evil, and whose confession has consigned them to flames much more substantial than those the imagination of their persecutors pictured them doomed to for an eternity of suffering! Enemy of mankind!' the speaker continued,–'Alas! how absurdly is that title bestowed on the great angelic chief,–the morning star fallen from its sphere! What enemy has man so deadly as himself? If he would ask on whom he should bestow that title aright, let him smite his bosom, and his heart will answer,–Bestow it here!”
Source: Melmoth the Wanderer
“Will you deign to join us, or do you have plans to ogle your muscles in the mirror?'
Cassian snorted, looping his elbow through hers and leading her up the street. 'I'll go- for the drinks, you ass. No dancing.'
'Thank the Mother. You nearly shattered my foot the last time you tried.”
Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“Will you destroy something in order to make it beautiful?
Will you avoid something in order to fall in love with it?
Will you sacrifice something just so that you get it?
Will you maintain distance from someone in order to get him close?
We often make these mistakes.
Life is short, every second counts, every moment is precious.
Live at, live for and live always in present, for thats what you have right now with you, who knows what will tomorrow bring.”
“Will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
“Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now?”
Source: The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems