W Quotes
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“Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.”
Source: The Metamorphosis
“Was he becoming paranoid?
No. At least not when compared to Skeeter Washington, who, admiring the stars one evening on the deck of Poe's boat, was heard to say, "If the universe be expanding, they gotta be something chasing it.”
Source: Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates
“was he connected to the hitman? I didn't worry about it”
Source: Framed & Hunted: A True Story of Occult Persecution
“Was he demanding? Hell yes, but he wasn’t selfish. He took. He was ruthless in his demands. But he gave her back so much. Not just materially but emotionally, though he’d likely deny he did any such thing.”
Source: Rush
“Was he evil? I've spent a lot of time wrestling with that question. In the end, I don't think he was. Most people believe suicide is a choice, and violence is a choice; those things are under a person's control. Yet we know from talking to survivors of suicide attempts that their decision-making ability shifts in some way we don't well understand. In our conversation, psychologist and suicide researcher Dr. Matthew Nock at Harvard used a phrase I like very much: dysfunction in decision making. If suicide seems like the only way out of an existence so painful it has become intolerable, is that really an exercise of free will?
Of course, Dylan did not simply die by suicide. He committed murder; he killed people. We've all felt angry enough to fantasize about killing someone else. What allows the vast majority of us to feel appalled and frightened by the mere impulse, and another person to go through with it? If someone chooses to hurt others, what governs the ability to make that choice? If what we think of as evil is really the absence of conscience, then we have to ask, how is it a person ceases to connect with their conscience?”
Source: A Mother's Reckoning: Living in the Aftermath of Tragedy
“Was he he handsome?" she asked with a sly smirk.
"Very. He is still, I think."
"The devil, they say, goes about in finery."
"And if you believe Beelzebub is as cunning as he is attractive, then I think we have found him.”
“Was he hitting some type of werewolf midlife crisis? First, he'd left Wolf Town, and now he was envisioning a mate. What next? Bird watching? Board games? Retirement homes?”
Source: My Wolf Fighter
“Was he hungry? He'd had an enormous breakfast, but the transition from the glimpse had taken a lot out of him. Did they serve lunch in Hell? Should he have packed a snack? Why was he suddenly thinking about food?”
Source: Lost in Time
“Was he ill? Or was the anger he carried around burning away his flesh?”
“Was he joking? Was he being sarcastic? Aggressive? Impertinent? Or just courteous? There was no telling from his impassive face. What a country, he thought despairingly. In Russia you always knew. If a man made a stern face he was threatening; if he was laughing uproariously, he was joking.”
“Was he just a psycho as she suspected? He was definitely eccentric, that's for sure. A handsome, gray-eyed psycho with messy auburn hair.”
Source: Two Months and Three Days
“Was he my home, then, my homecoming? You are my homecoming. When I’m with you and we’re well together, there is nothing more I want. You make me like who I am, who I become when you’re with me. If there is any truth in the world, it lies when I’m with you, and if I find the courage to speak my truth to you one day, remind me to light a candle in thanksgiving at every altar in Rome.”
“Was he not supposed to be suffering for what he did to my heart? I couldn’t bear the thought of him living his life somewhere as if nothing had happened. I wanted to find him, confront him, ask the reason for breaking my heart. But then, I realized it was pointless. He wouldn’t have any answers I wanted to hear. There was nothing out of character in his treachery.”
Source: Tied to Deceit
“Was he really a coward, as his son had so brutally pointed
out? Certainly, in World War I, he considered himself one. He
attributed his survival to it. But then, is there cowardice in the
acknowledgment of fear? Is there cowardice in being glad that you
lived?
- Hans Hubermann”
Source: The Book Thief
“Was he safe? He was fierce and frightening and sexy in a badass way that triggered her horrific taste in men. There was no softness in his gaze or in his tone. He moved with precision and eerie quiet. He moved like a killer.”
Source: Survive By The Team
“Was he scared? Hell, yeah. But sometimes the only way to change something was to break it first.”
Source: Time Bomb
“Was he shiny and bright and something sucked it out of him? Cecilia thought. But stars are a load of fire, maybe his were flamed out, but could they burn out again? After Cecilia drew him and his empty eyes, she wanted to write those words down, it felt like song lyrics. And she did. Making it in bold letters.”
Source: The Art Of Black
“Was he smart enough? Introspective enough? Was it just enough to love him, or should I attach myself to someone who seemed farther ahead of me, someone smarter and more ambitious than me, who'd be sure to carry me along into the version of adulthood I thought I should be striving for?”
“Was he smart? No, not exceptionally. Instead, he was a genius.”
Source: Walter Isaacson Great Innovators e-book boxed set: Steve Jobs, Benjamin Franklin, Einstein
“Was he some kind of worrywart? It worried him.”
Source: Pastoralia
“Was he still, somehow, watching over her?”
Source: Evercrossed
“Was heute den Partnern belanglos oder gänzlich undenkbar erscheinen mag, kann anderntags bereits das unwiderrufliche Aus der Beziehung bedeuten.”
Source: Stabilität der Partnerschaft
“Was his body made out of orange rocks and did he at any point yell 'It's clobbering time'?" "I find your attempt at levity inappropriate." "Consider me properly chastised.”
“Was his death an essential stage in the continuation of his life?”
Source: Everything Is Illuminated
“Was his life nothing? Had he nothing to show, no work? He did not count his work, anyone could have done it. What had he known, but the long, marital embrace with his wife. Curious, that this was what his life amounted to! At any rate, it was something, it was eternal. He would say so to anybody, and be proud of it. He lay with his wife in his arms, and she was still his fulfillment, just the same as ever. And that was the be-all and the end-all. Yes, and he was proud of it.”
“Was I a criminal? No. I was a good member of society. Only my society and the one making the laws are different.”
“Was I a perfect gastric-bypass patient? Yes. Was I a perfect gastric-bypass pregnant woman? No. I made a decision to enjoy my pregnancy... So sue me!”
“Was I a secret not worth sharing
Or
Was I a fact not worth telling?”
Source: The Last Time I'll Write About You
“Was I a secret not worth sharing
Or
Was I fact not worth telling?”
Source: The Last Time I'll Write About You
“Was I able to live inside someone’s heart? Was I able to live inside your heart? Do you think you’ll remember me at least a little? You’d better not hit "reset!" Don’t forget me, okay? That’s a promise, okay? I'm glad it’s you, after all. Will I reach you? I hope I can reach you.”
“Was I always going to be here? No I was not. I was going to be homeless at one time, a taxi driver, truck driver, or any kind of job that would get me a crust of bread. You never know what's going to happen.”
“Was I (am I not still?) a victim of words and books merely, and are books just an excuse for living, living things out in parenthesis, even in the most desolate stony place as I was, quotations and misquotations raining down on me thick and fast – words, words, words – the multitude of words, a parody of rain? For after all, as old Mrs Feany said, the rain is healthy. And the rain it raineth everyday. But the stuff of books and solitude and spying on the poor, could they be healthy? Or were my doubts the real heresy and treason? What book ever changed the world? It seems a solipsism to say that what changes the way we see the world, changes the world, but it is not. Where do you want me to begin? The Bible, Das Kapital? The Divine Comedy, The Satanic Verses?”
“Was I asleep? Had I slept?”
“Was I being groomed for some special mission? What possible purpose could an existence like mine serve? When I wasn’t drinking in crappy bars, I was home by myself reading: a life that was achingly lonely, and yet perversely designed to prevent anybody from ever getting close enough to really know me.”
Source: Parched: A Memoir
“Was I better? Before Shropshire I'd felt broken, as though I would fall should the scaffold of my work be removed. I didn't feel that now, but there was a fine crack through the middle of me, and I suspected it might never mend. I remembered Lizzie apologising to Mrs Lloyd the first time she stayed to chat, for the chip in the cup. 'A chip doesn't stop it from holding tea,' Mrs Lloyd had said.”
Source: The Dictionary of Lost Words
“Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn't feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why, how come, and then your sadness turns to anger. That's my favorite part. It drives me, feeds me, and makes one hell of a story.”
“Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?”
“Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is… Crazy isn’t being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It’s you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever. They were not perfect, but they were my friends.”
Source: Girl, Interrupted
“Was I going to be living here permanently now? I didn’t know. What was permanent anyway, except where temporary stopped, and weren’t we all just temporary in our residence on this planet,
in this dimension, anyway?”
Source: More Things in Heaven and Earth
“Was I happy? Maybe more content than
bouncing-off-the-sofa-like-Tom-Cruise-ecstatic, but that’s still happy isn’t it?”
Source: I Heart New York
“Was I heartbroken or furious? I didn’t know. I did know: that’s it. Our relationship could not continue like this, out of balance, unequal.
And as surely as I knew this, I knew something else: But of course it can. We can continue to live exactly as we do right now, in a heavy-lidded state of love and unspeakable compromise. Isn’t that what people do? Every day? Don’t they ache but rename it tired?
It made me wonder: Was it even fair to expect the person you’re with to be just as happy as you? Furthermore, how could you ever even know for sure? You couldn’t, was the truth of it. You could not know this.”
Source: Lust & Wonder
“Was I hiding from reality, on the outside looking in? Or, was I living my reality, on the outside looking out?”
Source: Going Feral: Field Notes on Wonder and Wanderlust
“Was I ignorant, then, when I was seventeen? I think not. I knew everything. A quarter-century's experience of life since then has added nothing to what I knew. The one difference is that at seventeen I had no 'realism'.”
“Was I in here last night and did I spend a $20 bill? Oh, thank goodness... I thought I'd lost it.”
“Was I insane? Maybe. But then, there were many different kinds of insanity. Aunt Rose had always taken for granted that the whole world was in a state of constantly fluctuating madness, and that a neurosis was not an illness, but a fact of life, like pimples. Some have more, some have less, but only truly abnormal people have none at all. This commonsense philosophy had consoled me many times before, and it did now, too.”
“Was I interrupting? I thought it was over." Rhys gave me a smile dripping with venom. He knew-through that bond, through whatever magic was between us, he'd known I was about to say no. "At least Feyre seemed to think so.”
Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“Was I involved in selling drivers licenses to people illegally? Hell no I wasn't. Would I have tolerated it? Hell no.”
“was i just a placeholder, for his true love”
Source: The State of Affairs Rethinking Infidelity / Mating In Captivity 2 Books
“Was I kind to others? It was hard to nail down an answer. I worried that if I did turn out to have a personality, it would be one of the unkind ones.”
Source: Conversations with Friends
“Was I kind to others? It was hard to nail down an answer. I worried that if I did turn out to have a personality, it would be one the unkind ones.”
Source: Conversations with Friends