I was just wondering why you're here.
My father passed away before he saw me perform. I can't help but wonder what he would think of all this. I go to a job in full makeup.
Things are what they are and there's no point dwelling in the past or wondering what could have been.
If not for reverence, if not for wonder, if not for love, why have we come here?
I wonder why it is that we so often imprison ourselves in the opinions of other people. There can be no punishment worse than conspiring in our own diminishment.
Is it any wonder why Princes & Kings, Are clowns that caper in their sawdust rings, When ordinary people who are like you and me, Are the builders of their destiny. . .
There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.
Sometimes you wonder, I mean really wonder. I know we make our own reality, and we always have a choice, but how much is preordained? Is there always a fork in the road, and are there two preordained paths that are equally preordained? There could be hundreds of paths where one could go this way or that way -- there's a chance, and it's very strange sometimes.
I often wonder if all the writers who are alcoholics drink a lot because they aren't writing. It is not because they are writers that they are drinking, but because they are writers who are not writing.
I don't wonder apostolic miracles have died. Apostolic living certainly has.
I seem to wonder if we can reach some kind of new destination with cinema, or touch upon human existence in a different way to what cinema usually does in its very schematic and sometimes very controlled, plot-oriented ways of thinking. Sometimes I feel like I've found the holy grail, and next week I think it's a complete mistake and I need to try something completely different. It's an ongoing process.
I wonder if there was anything I would have done differently. I hope I would have done everything differently, except I know everything would have turned out the same. That's the meaning of fate.
I do not believe today everything I believed yesterday I wonder will I believe tomorrow everything I believe today.
I don't think I'm really a rude person, but now I see myself on television, I think, 'Oh, God, that is a bit strong. ' And I wonder if I've always been like that and I haven't been aware of it.
No wonder, said an Ancient, that chance has so much power over us, since it is by chance that we live.
Nothing can be more certain than this: that we are just beginning to learn something of the wonders of the world on which we live and move and have our being.
Develop a capacity for things like purpose, love, wonder, courage, and grace.
I wonder if you can understand, I never really knew what it was to want, until you.
I wonder how many college tuitions could be paid off with the amount of money spent by Minions on advertisement.
Before there can be wonders, there must be wonder.