W Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with W. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Was it serious? I don't know. It certainly had serious consequences.”
Source: Disgrâce
“Was it sleep?
Or the star-dancer come for her dance?
There are stars who have names, who are
dreams. There are stars who have families
who are music. She thought she woke up.”
Source: She Had Some Horses
“Was it so much to ask just to be left alone?”
Source: Flipped
“Was it so very obvious that I was not married? Of course it was. For one thing, I had no husband with me, looking after and indulging me. But there was something else about married women that I noticed, their solid smugness at not having to worry about the course of their future. Married women were set like jelly in a mold, whereas spinsters like me were formless and unpredictable.”
Source: Remarkable Creatures
“Was it someone else? Was it not you yourself?”
Source: The Essential Ken Wilber
“Was it still the aftermath of George’s death, the way his parents seemed to ignore him now, so lost in their grief over their younger son that they couldn’t see the simple fact that Bill was still alive, and might be hurting himself?”
Source: It
“Was it tacky to get a cake during a hostage crisis? What was the protocol? She pictured chocolate frosting with white lettering: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HOPE YOUR DAUGHTER ISN’T DEAD. But this year was her fiftieth, a year with a zero. Veronica had to do something. So on her way to the condo she’d swung by a bakery and picked up a small German chocolate cake. It was her mom’s favorite—or at least it had been, a decade ago.”
“Was it tacky to get a cake during a hostage crisis? What was the protocol? She pictured chocolate frosting with white lettering: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HOPE YOUR DAUGHTER ISN’T DEAD. But this year was her fiftieth, a year with a zero. Veronica had to do something. So on her way to the condo she’d swung by a bakery and picked up a small German chocolate cake. It was her mom’s favorite—or at least it had been, a decade ago.-page 218 of The Thousand Dollar Tan Line”
“Was it that all of you can’t afford shrimp? Can’t cook? If you can’t cook then this book is of no use to you. Actually, the problem is clear. If all of you would stop taking amphetamines you would regain your fucking appetites!”
Source: Total Synthesis 2
“Was it that you wanted to pull my leg by transporting me to the frozen Himalayan heights of 'mahatmaship' and claiming for yourself absolution from having to follow my precepts?”
“Was it the act of giving birth that made you a mother? Did you lose that label when you relinquished your child? If people were measured by their deeds, on the one hand, I had a woman who had chosen to give me up; on the other, I had a woman who'd sat up with me at night when I was sick as a child, who'd cried with me over boyfriends, who'd clapped fiercely at my law school graduation. Which acts made you more of a mother? Both, I realized. Being a parent wasn't just about bearing a child. It was about bearing witness to its life.”
Source: Handle with Care: A Novel
“Was it the arc of the universe? The natural result of centuries, millenia of wrong headed politics? Was she trained to find you, or were you trained to be found? Was it the fact that you'd already been tenderized like a pork chop by: never having been properly in love, being told you should be grateful for anything you get as a fat woman, getting weird messages that relationships are about fighting and being at odds with each other? The fact that your heart had been broken that one time and you desperately wanted to feel it unbreak? That you felt complete with someone loving you? That you just straight-up loved being desired, desiring someone, coming all the time? That you got addicted to her smell, her voice, her body? That you figured this was what you deserved?
The super predictable result of a religion that pathologized sex but never talked about relationships? Terrible sex ed? Bad timing?
You feel as if there is a box you can open to find the answer, but with the lid closed, the answer is all of these things, all at once.”
Source: In the Dream House
“Was it the case that colours dimmed as the eye grew elderly? Or was it rather that in youth your excitement about the world transferred itself onto everything you saw and made it brighter?”
Source: England, England
“Was it the day you realized your parents aren’t perfect? When you got your first
long trousers? Going to school? Saying hello? Saying goodbye? Your heart opens? It
breaks? It heals? It breaks again? Which is it?”
Source: Peter and Alice
“Was it the fact that it happened on the far side of the world, to strangers? Or is it that I'm searching Desperately for excuses so I don't have to face the truth: We really are different. They really do hate us.”
Source: X-Treme X-Men Omnibus, Vol. 1
“Was it the forgetfulness of old age or personal incapacity that made the man able to say please but not thank you?”
Source: Beatrice & Virgil
“Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind?”
Source: The Complete Works of F. Scott Fitzgerald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Articles, Letters, Plays & Screenplays: From the author of The Great Gatsby, The Side of Paradise, Tender Is the Night, The Beautiful and Damned, The Love of the Last Tycoon, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and many other notable works
“Was it the same light that enchanted the first photographers? It is the same, and it is still brand new - it is something that never wears out.”
“Was it the weakness of a man that made him want to ignore the darker side of his fellow human beings?”
“Was it too farfetched that a city boy like him and a cowgirl like her could ever...what? Get together? Have a real relationship?”
“Was it true the lovely part of love only lasted a moment and the sorrow went on for a lifetime? [...] she always wished men and women would just be content talking about books and music and things.”
Source: Julius
“Was it truly necessary to break both of the bird's wings, when breaking one can force it to walk on land? Is it necessary to prevent it from flying at all? Or are humans just heedless beings? Provoked to ruin anything that gives them a sense of inferiority.”
{The Latent Identities Of Darwin}”
“Was it two or one dead face? Would you notice that at last? We are together and alone, until the firm and angry blast.”
“Was it unpleasant?"
"I don't know," I said. "Everything is so unpleasant nowadays it's hard to tell.”
Source: A Severed Head
“Was it weird having a witch grandma? Scary? Was she always, like, threatening to cast spells if you were bad?" "Most of the time she just threatened to send me to my room." "That doesn't sound so scary to me." "That's because you haven't met her.”
Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“Was it weird hearing from Jace?" asked Simon, his voice carefully neutral. "I mean, since you found out..." His voice trailed off. Yes?"said Clary, her voice sharply edged. "Since I found out what? That he's a killer transvestite who molests cats?" No wonder that cat of his hates everyone." Oh, shut up, Simon," Clary said crossly.”
“Was it wisdom? Was it knowledge? Was it, once more, the deceptiveness of beauty, so that all one’s perceptions, half-way to truth, were tangled in a golden mesh? Or did she lock up within her some secret which certainly Lily Briscoe believed people must have for the world to go on at all? Every one could not be as helter skelter, hand to mouth as she was. But if they knew, could they tell one what they knew? Sitting on the floor with her arms round Mrs. Ramsay’s knees, close as she could get, smiling to think that Mrs. Ramsay would never know the reason of that pressure, she imagined how in the chambers of the mind and heart of the woman who was, physically, touching her, were stood, like the treasures in the tombs of kings, tablets bearing sacred inscriptions, which if one could spell them out, would teach one everything, but they would never be offered openly, never made public. What art was there, known to love or cunning, by which one pressed through into those secret chambers? What device for becoming, like waters poured into one jar, inextricably the same, one with the object one adored? Could the body achieve, or the mind, subtly mingling in the intricate passages of the brain? or the heart? Could loving, as people called it, make her and Mrs. Ramsay one? for it was not knowledge but unity that she desired, not inscriptions on tablets, nothing that could be written in any language known to men, but intimacy itself, which is knowledge, she had thought, leaning her head on Mrs. Ramsay’s knee.”
Source: To the Lighthouse
“Was it worrisome that he felt nothing but pleasure to be held at her mercy?”
Source: This Woven Kingdom
“Was it worse for him, Reynie wondered, to have felt loved and then rejected? Or was it worse to have always felt alone?”
“Was it worth it? Feeling better for a minute or two, knowing that the cold would still be out there waiting?”
“Was it worth while, he thought, to be so wise, if wisdom made one at times so sad? Was it well to sacrifice Faith for Fact, when Faith was so warm and Fact so cold? Was it better to be a dreamer of things possible, or a worker-out of things positive? And how much was positive, after all, and how much possible? He balanced the question lightly with himself. It was like a discord in the music of his mind, and disturbed his peace.”
Source: The Soul of Lilith
“Was it wrong that
I dreamed of him?
Was it wrong that
I often thought about
what it would be like?
If we touched?
If we held each other
like the world had just caught fire? If he
kissed me like he was
trying to make me
shut the fuck up
for once? If we held
hands just one time to see
that spark of skin and
sin that I've been warned of?
I want to give him
Advil for this headache
and Tums for this
heartburn but is it wrong
that I want to give him
anything at all?”
Source: Empty Hotel Rooms Meant for Us
“Was it you or I who stumbled first? It does not matter. The one of us who finds the strength to get up first, must help the other.”
“Was it your strategy to just take as much punishment as you could and then hope he would fall down?”
“Was James bipolar?”
The tears returned, and I watched her battle them. “We don’t use that word in our family.”
I stared at her for a moment. “Why not?”
“Mum and Dad don’t believe in it.” She kept walking. “James was always … troubled. But there was nothing wrong with him, nothing more than anyone else anyway, everyone feels a bit down sometimes.”
“Olivia! It was more than feeling down.”
She laughed, bitterly. “I know, Dee, fuck, do I know that. I’m just telling you how it goes. The party line—what we told people when they asked.”
Source: Chasing Azrael
“Was Judas Iscariot a figure of history? I do not think so. There is no mention of him in any source before the 8th decade.”
“Was kann gewaltiger sein als die Zerstörung aller Bücher?”
Source: Die Seiten der Welt
“Was kümmert es uns, ob irgendwer uns anerkennt? Wir kümmern uns nur darum, dass wir unsere heilige Pflicht erfüllen, unsere heilige Aufgabe erledigen können – ohne beachtet zu werden. Wir sollten sehr dankbar sein, wenn niemand von uns weiß und wir ungestört unsere Arbeit tun können. Hat es nicht viele unbekannte große Menschen gegeben, Künstlerinnen, Musiker usw. viel mehr als die, deren Namen wir kennen? Was für eine wunderbare Schönheit liegt darin, unbekannt zu bleiben! Es gibt die Erinnerung an den unbekannten Soldaten; alle kommen mit Blumen zum Gedanken an den unbekannten Soldaten. Dieses Ideal sollten wir in unserem Herzen in Ehren halten. Dieses Ziel sollten wir anstreben. Und je weniger Lärm wir machen, desto mehr werden wir erreichen. (S. 93)”
Source: Die Seele - woher und wohin: Die Reise der Seele
“Was life always like that? she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you wanted to be?”
Source: Betsy and the Great World/Betsy's Wedding: Betsy-Tacy Series
“Was life like that? You could look ahead to the future or back to the past, but the present moved too quickly to absorb.”
Source: Fablehaven
“Was life nothing more than a storm that constantly washed away what had been there only a moment before, and left behind something barren and unrecognizable?”
Source: Memoirs Of A Geisha
“Was like the Green Man said, some you got to put to the bullet. Some to the tongue. Often the latter, with me. But some, you just got to put behind you.”
Source: Calamity: Being an Account of Calamity Jane and Her Gunslinging Green Man
“Was looking for honey
found poison instead
- Toxic Friendships”
“Was love ever easy for anyone? If less complicated, would this make it less appreciated? Perhaps love was difficult for good reason. Perhaps everything on God’s green earth was the result of a flawless plan, even that which seemed most muddled.”
Source: Patches of Grey
“Was love then like a bag of assorted sweets passed around from which one might choose more than once? Some might sting the tongue, some invoke night perfume. Some had centers as bitter as gall, some blended honey and poison, some were quickly swallowed. And among the common bull's-eyes and peppermints a few rare ones; one or two with deadly needles at the heart, another that brought clam and gentle pleasure. Were his fingers closing on that one?”
Source: The Shipping News
“was lucky to be born with certain skills”
“Was Luther crazy? Perhaps. But if he was, our prayer is that God would send to this earth an epidemic of such insanity that we too may taste of the righteousness that is by faith alone.”
Source: Classic Teachings on the Nature of God
“Was man als Gewissen wahrnimmt, ist in Wirklichkeit das regulierende System der Psyche. Es hat den Zweck, die Emotionalität zu regulieren und das emotionale Gleichgewicht herzustellen.”
Source: Das Harmoniegesetz in uns: Der Klassiker der neuen Richtungen
“Was man made for science, or was science made for man?”
Source: Tragic Sense of Life
“Was man made stupid to see his own stupidity?
Is God by definition indifferent, beyond us all?
Is the eternal truth man's fighting soul
Wherein the Beast ravens in its own avidity?”