I guessed his name was Face of Horror. I wondered how long it had taken his mom to think of that. Bob? No. Sam? No. How about Face of Horror?
Then I wondered if that's all God ever is--somebody who loves you enough to come back from the dead to visit every now and again. Or if that's all that other people ever are--different faces of God walking around.
He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it.
I'm a mixture of Anglo-Saxon, a bit of Spanish and one-eighth American. I've often wondered if I have an Asiatic ancestor from the East as well because I have deep-set eyes. Make-up artists are constantly trying to shade my eyelids, and I have to point out that I don't have any!
But I wondered, how would I feel about killing someone? Now I know. It’s no big deal.
Since we have had this baby with us, I have never again wondered why I never got pregnant. There is no doubt in my mind that God, in His wonderful way, was saving us to be the parents of this wonderful little boy.
How could people, I wondered for the ten thousandth useless time, how could people who had loved so dearly come to such a wilderness; and yet the change in us was irreversible, and neither of us would even search for a way back. It was impossible. The fire was out. Only a few live coals lurked in the ashes, searing unexpectedly at the incautious touch.
I wondered if Olympus had gone to a commercial break, or if our ratings had been any good.
I wondered if I would talk about drug use. But I guess, why hide it?
I wondered if that's what aging felt like. That desire and reality were dueling until the day you die, that nobody every got to a place of peace. I had always wanted to get old so I didn't have to care anymore, but I began to think that it would be best just to skip the getting older part and just die.
OK," Josh said evenly, "I've seen men made of mud, I guess I can accept spying rats. Do they talk?" he wondered aloud. Don't be ridiculous," Flamel snapped, "They're rats. " Josh really didn't think it was a ridiculous suggestion.
Really, sex and laughter do go very well together, and I wondered - and I still do - which is more important.
I always wanted to see what America was like. I had that curiosity in my 20s when I was working in the theatre here [ in London]. . . there was the mystery of LA and I wondered what happened over there. I wanted to go and check it out and I'm pleased that I have.
I've always wondered if there was a God. And now I know there is -- and it's me.
But I hadn't known what love was. And I wondered how you could ever be sure, when you thought you loved someone, if you really did.
Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have. . . yep.
The girl wondered: These policemen. . . didn't they have families, too? Didn't they have children? Children they went home to? How could they treat children this way? Were they told to do so, or did they act this way naturally? Were they in fact machines, not human beings? She looked closely at them. They seemed of flesh and bone. They were men. She couldn't understand.
If we change in different directions, then we don't have any future anyway, do we? I think it's possible for two people to change together, to grow together and enrich instead of diminish each other. The sum of one and one, if they're the right ones, can be infinity! But so often one person drags the other down; one person wants to go up like a balloon and the other's a dead weight. I've always wondered what it would be like if both people, if a woman and a man both wanted to go up like balloons!
And I wondered if hurdlers ever thought, you know, 'This would go faster if we just got rid of the hurdles.
All the time we wondered and wondered, who is this person cominggrowingturningfloatingswimming deep, deep inside.