W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Wait!' Evangeline called. 'What's your name?'
You already know, Little Fox.
But once again, his thoughts weren't projected loudly enough for her to hear.
Instead, he gave her the name he'd planned on. He knew she wouldn't remember it, and he needed to make sure he didn't forget it. 'You can call me Archer.”
Source: A Curse for True Love
“Wait for a hero? Barbara Joan Gordon -- Be your own damn hero.”
Source: Batgirl (2011-2016) #25
“Wait for a man to avenge your honour and you'll wait forever.”
Source: The Palace of Illusions
“Wait for a miracle and it will never come. Take responsibility and you'll invite a miracle.”
“Wait for a very cold winter night when everyone has run away to their homes and do the opposite of what everyone else is doing, go out! Yes, now you are not an ordinary person anymore! So what's your reward? Your reward is to experience reality to the fullest; the further you move away from your comfort zone, the better you understand the universe!”
“Wait for it Son, to be a good writer you must learn to be patient with your listening and as for the story, it is far from over; there is much more to come~Vitthal”
Source: Bikram and Vitthal
“Wait for it, wait for it! Anticipation is half the fun, So I've been told...”
“Wait for me, he said, where the land meets the sea.
But I have waited for you, every day for a year, and you haven't come. What am I to do? How can I go on, waiting like this, when I know you will never come?”
Source: The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea
“Wait for me.”
If his voice was just a bit hoarse, she didn’t seem to take note of it. She looked at him as though he had reached over and slapped her. “You don’t trust me? After all that talk of taking me for my word—”
“This isn’t about trust.”
“That is precisely what this is about.” Her fingers fisted in her skirts. “Because I’ve trusted you.”
It hurt him to hear it. He didn’t know what else to do. He had no contacts left. He was walking around now like a blind man. He didn’t need the added weight of her safety on his conscience.
Caine’s eyes fell away again. “Maybe you shouldn’t.”
That earned him a flustered: “You told me to!”
“wait for me in a song!
if you’ve come to dinner,
release your dogs,
pour the wine into the sky,
for all the longing ghosts
of the grapes (...)”
Source: Orbul de la Cină
“Wait for me." It was the same farewell as always. "Wait for me. I shall come back."
And as ever, I made the same reply.
"What else have I to do but wait for you? I shall be here, when you come again.”
Source: The Crystal Cave
“Wait for me, Kath. Coming soon. I feel it in my bones.”
Source: Be My Wolff
“Wait for me.” The words come out choked and pained. “I need you to wait for me.”
Source: Addicted to You
“wait for me where the skies meet the sea
the otherworld where our old souls
will meet again for the very first time
where our imagination takes flight
and magic isn't a fairytale”
Source: Within the event horizon: poetry & prose
“Wait, for now.
Distrust everything if you have to.
But trust the hours. Haven’t they
carried you everywhere, up to now?
Personal events will become interesting again.
Hair will become interesting.
Pain will become interesting.
Buds that open out of season will become interesting.
Second-hand gloves will become lovely again;
their memories are what give them
the need for other hands. The desolation
of lovers is the same: that enormous emptiness
carved out of such tiny beings as we are
asks to be filled; the need
for the new love is faithfulness to the old.
Wait.
Don’t go too early.
You’re tired. But everyone’s tired.
But no one is tired enough.
Only wait a little and listen:
music of hair,
music of pain,
music of looms weaving our loves again.
Be there to hear it, it will be the only time,
most of all to hear your whole existence,
rehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion.”
Source: Mortal Acts Mortal Words
“wait for someone you won't have to beg to stay”
Source: The Lover and Her Human
“Wait for that wisest of all counselores, Time.”
“Wait for the dust of reading to settle; for the conflict and the questioning to die down; walk, talk, pull the dead petals from a rose, or fall asleep. Then suddenly without our willing it, for it is thus that Nature undertakes these transitions, the book will return, but differently. It will float to the top of the mind as a whole.”
Source: How Should One Read a Book?
“Wait for the fruit to fall into your hand.”
“Wait for the idea. It may not come at first, but you must be patient, never doubting, waiting in faith. It will come.”
“Wait for the last possible moment to make a decision.”
“Wait for the Lord. Behave yourself manfully, and be of good courage. Do not be faithless, but stay in your place and do not turn back.”
“Wait for the man who will do anything to be your everything. And will continue to do it after he has your heart.”
“Wait for the morning, when you can regroup with your friends, and the seven of you can start scheming together.”
Source: Nightfall
“Wait for the placement. Wait for your placement. I will cause you to pull up that place in you that needs to have this piece fitted. If you will reach down deep and pull up that place that only I can fill, I will fill it. There's a blessing that you have not released, and I am saying, 'Pull that deep blessing up. It is down deep within you. When that blessing forms in your mouth and comes forth, blessings that you've been waiting for will pour upon you.'”
“Wait for the price to come to your desired level, and then buy it. If it goes down further, buy more.”
“Wait for the rain, not the clouds.”
“Wait for the season when to cast good counsels upon subsiding passion.”
“Wait for the sun to rise and the outer dark to dissipate. You've held out this far, you mustn't waver now. Safer to keep your feet absolutely still, rather than risk taking a false step.”
Source: Human Acts
“Wait for those unguarded moments. Relax the mood and, like the child dropping off to sleep, the subject often reveals his truest self.”
“Wait for you? Not likely. I've always had to run ahead of you and show you the way.”
Source: Fool's Errand
“Wait, go back to that Southern Baptist part,” Julia said, interrupting, as she does.
“Are you a born-again?” articulating her question as if she were asking me if I were really a headhunter or a Martian.
“Yes,” I said, “but I'm not an asshole. At least not theologically speaking.”
Source: Sin Boldly: A Field Guide for Grace
“Wait,” he said, and he had his hand outstretched toward me, fingertips just brushing the sleeve of my sweatshirt, gently rooting me to the spot. I wanted to shrug him off, but at the same time, I wanted to fall against him and bury my face in his shoulder. I wanted to commiserate about what had just happened, and make sure he was okay, and discuss how Stanton really is psychotic. I did none of the above.”
Source: First & Then
“Wait,” he said. “That’s not a word.”
I looked down to where, in a moment of desperation, I’d played zixic on a triple-word-score space.
“Uh, sure it is.”
“What’s it mean?”
“It’s sort of like…quixotic, but with more…”
“Bullshit?”
I laughed out loud. I’d never heard him swear before.
“More zeal. Hence the z.”
“Uh-huh. Use it in a sentence.”
“Um…’You are a zixic writer.’“
“I don’t believe this.”
“That you’re zixic?”
“That you’re trying to cheat at Scrabble.” He leaned back against my couch, shaking his head. “I mean, I was ready to accept the whole evil thing, but this is kind of extreme.”
Source: Succubus On Top
“Wait,” he said. The burn of his voice was rougher than usual. “Is my tie straight?”
Inej laughed, her hood falling back from her hair.
“That’s the laugh,” he murmured, but she was already setting off down the quay, her feet barely touching the ground.”
Source: Crooked Kingdom
“Wait,' he says, taking a step toward me. 'I want to see you again.'
I groan, too exasperated for surprise. I am standing here in a borrowed blanket, boots, and mall-bought underwear. I am smeared in soil, and I have just made a fool of myself. 'Why?'
He looks at me as though he sees something else entirely. There's an intensity in his gaze that makes me stand up a little straighter, despite the dirt. 'Because you're like a story that hasn't happened yet. Because I want to see what you will do. I want to be part of the unfolding of the tale.”
Source: The Cruel Prince
“Wait!” he told himself, “give it time. After all, a human being is complex and probably responds slowly.”
He was still thinking that when a voice said right into his ears, “Emergency report: power be now used by a not known unit.”
Marin jumped involuntarily and turned his head. The shock of that voice was throbbing inside him as he twisted his head and looked around wildly for the speaker. Except for the silent form, on the floor beside him, the laboratory was empty.
Before he could think about that, a second voice said, “Directional find —did be find interfere unit—Group 814 area.”
There was a pause, and once more Marin gazed around the room. It was still deserted. His mind began to work. He thought, Why, they’re speaking straight into my brain.
Mental telepathy. But how—what?
That was as far as he got. A third voice said, “No contact be possible. Receiving unit be human person. Further operation command be now necessary and include more data.”
Other sensations—not verbal—were coming now. They seemed to be more on the level of automatic processes, partly below consciousness.
Marin could feel a tugging at what seemed to be the base of his brain, and then, vaguely, stirrings inside his body: changes taking place, readjustments of functions, tiny manipulations of his glands and cells. The contact was as deep and thorough as that.”
Source: The Mind Cage
“Wait," Honey said to herself, as she realized something amazing. "I’m already an excellent flyer. Maybe I can fight crime too.”
Source: Honey the Hero
“Wait, how do you know this?"
Grover blushed. "I was sort of camped outside the Artemis cabin."
"What for?"
"Just to be, you know, near them."
"You're a stalker with hooves.”
Source: The Titan’s Curse
“Wait, I almost shouted, but didn’t, and that would be my burden to bear. Instead, I stood on the curb and I watched him disappear, lights fading in the distance like waking up from a dream.”
Source: How to Love
“Wait." I began to pull off his jacket. "You forgot this."
"Keep it," he said without looking back. "I'll get it from you on Monday. When we discuss tutoring."
And Noah Hutchins - girl-using stoner boy and jacket-loaning savior - faded into the shadows.”
Source: Pushing the Limits
“Wait," I call to him. He stops. " I just wanted to say, I like your big fin. I think it's very sexy.”
Source: Of Triton
“Wait," I gurgled, pivoting his delivery leeward. "That's not the newspaper. The sign says Philadelphia Art Museum." There was by then a clanging report as the errant brick smashed with major league velocity into a bronze statue that graced the museum's green lawn, severing the masterpiece's nose like a no-frills rhinoplasty.
"Hey," I bellowed, surveying the damage. "Look what you did to Sylvester Stallone.”
Source: Zero Gravity
“Wait.” I looked around. “How did you get here?”
“I ran.”
I reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Scrolling through his menu, I said, “You called a cab.”
“But I ran to the cab when it got to the cemetery.”
Source: Seventh Grave and No Body
“Wait, I need to know who you are," I replied, desperately needing to know him.
"Someone you can trust," he said ominously.
I frowned at that, but he just sighed. He brushed my fallen brown hair softly away from my face and gently tucked it behind my ear, then left a tender kiss on my forehead and broke away from me before I could protest.”
Source: Dreamwalker
“Wait,” I repeated.
The darkness vanished, leaving Rhysand in his solid form as he grinned. “Yes?”
I raised my chin as high as I could manage. “Just two weeks?”
“Just two weeks,” he purred, and knelt before me. “Two teensy, tiny weeks with me every month is all I ask.”
“Why? And what are to … to be the terms?” I said, fighting past the dizziness.
“Ah,” he said, adjusting the lapel of his obsidian tunic. “If I told you those things, there’d be no fun in it, would there?”
I looked at my ruined arm. Lucien might never come, might decide I wasn’t worth risking his life any further, not now that he’d been punished for it. And if Amarantha’s healers cut off my arm …
Nesta would have done the same for me, for Elain. And Tamlin had done so much for me, for my family; even if he had lied about the Treaty, about sparing me from its terms, he’d still saved my life that day against the naga, and saved it again by sending me away from the manor.
I couldn’t think entirely of the enormity of what I was about to give—or else I might refuse again. I met Rhysand’s gaze. “Five days.”
“You’re going to bargain?” Rhysand laughed under his breath. “Ten days.”
I held his stare with all my strength. “A week.”
Rhysand was silent for a long moment, his eyes traveling across my body and my face before he murmured: “A week it is.”
“Then it’s a deal”
Source: A Court of Thorns and Roses
“Wait," I said as Noah slipped a book from a shelf and headed toward the door. "Where are you going?"
"To read?"
But I don't want you to.
"But I need to go home," I said, my eyes meeting his. "My parents are going to kill me."
"Taken care of. You're at Sophie's house."
I loved Sophie.
"So I'm...staying here?"
"Daniel's covering for you."
I loved Daniel.
"Where's Katie?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
"Eliza's house."
I loved Eliza.
"And your parents?" I asked.
"Some charity thing."
I loved charity.
"So why are you going to read when I'm right here?”
Source: The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer
“Wait," I said.
He tilted his head in exasperation, clearly anticipating some sort of lecture. He went completely still when I strode up to him and kissed him.
For one strange moment, I felt like laughing, because it was so clear that I had shocked him. I soon forgot about that, though, as well as everything else. I had not kissed him since Ljosland, and that barely counted; the first time, I had been so nervous that I barely touched him, while the second he had been in his other, oiche sidhe form. Perhaps it was the leaves rustling invisibly or the breeze that plucked at my hair, but I had the sense that I had left the mortal realm somehow, and that when I opened my eyes, I would find myself in some enchanted grove surrounded by faerie lights. This impression was so strong that I pulled away, dizzy.”
Source: Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
“Wait, I thought I was your dream guy,’ Peter says. Not to me, to Kitty. He knows he’s not my dream guy. My dream guy is Gilbert Blythe from Anne of Green Gables. Handsome, loyal, smart in school.”
Source: Always and Forever, Lara Jean
“Wait, I’ve got a billion years because the Klassik is GOAT.
[In the song ' Who is the Badman Killa?']”