I knew the full 'Judy Garland Carnegie Hall' double album set at age 2. And then my mother wondered why I was gay. I was like, 'Are you nuts? You would make me get on the table to sing Judy Garland songs and you're upset?
Anna followed, keeping a sharp eye out for things he might back into or over. She wondered if Isaac did this all the time-and, if so, how he avoided getting photos in the paper with captions like "Local Alpha Trips Over Child" or "Wolf Versus Street Sign, Street Sign Wins.
Darkness has completely descended onto the landscape and I stood up and stretched my arms above my head and I wondered what it would be like if it were a perfect world. Only god knows. And he is dead.
There were a couple of times I wondered whether I was going to get a pink slip.
I wondered why it was that places are so much lovelier when one is alone.
I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.
I wondered whether I could find a Great Perhaps here at all or whether I had made a grand miscalculation.
You are what you are" "Which is what? I wondered
I wondered if the life that was right for one was ever right for two!
I wondered what I would do if I didn't have my God to turn to and be able to read the Book He had divinely inspired.
Has there ever been an Inquisitor who didn't die a horrible death?" Simon wondered out loud. " It's like being the drummer in Spinal Tap.
I wondered about the half-life of regret.
Both princesses immediately looked wary, exchanging glances. "Warn us of what?" Petunia asked. She studied him with those blue, blue eyes and Oliver wondered all over again what he was doing here.
I wondered what I thought I was burying.
Why, Robert Singh often wondered, did we give our hearts to friends whose life spans are so much shorter than our own?
I had wondered for a long time why God had preferences and why all souls did not receive an equal amount of grace [. . . ] Jesus saw fit to enlighten me about this mystery. He set the book of nature before me and I saw that all the flowers He has created are lovely. The splendor of the rose and whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. I realized that if every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness and there would be no wild flowers to make the meadows gay.
I have wondered why is it that some people are less affected and torn by the verities of life and death that others.
She wondered if she was doomed to be one of those people who spend their lives trying things.
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!
I wondered if I would talk about drug use. But I guess, why hide it?