#wondering

I can't believe that we would lie in our graves wondering if we had spent our living days well. I can't believe that we would lie in our graves dreaming of things that we might have been. ↗

— Dave Matthews

#believe #days #dreaming #graves #had

If I had done what I was programmed to do, I would now be sitting in a car factory looking at the sizes of wheels, or wondering how to get credit to start a new factory in Russia. ↗

— Jean Pigozzi

#credit #done #factory #get #had

For me, it's just acting. It's pretending. The best actors are children, and children don't do research. You never see a child going, 'I'm wondering about my motivation here. How can I do this toy? How can I do this train? I don't feel train.' ↗

— Brian Cox

#acting #best #child #children #feel

I don't want to be wondering about how skinny I am, wondering what I'm going to eat because I don't want to gain and I want to look hot and young, always and forever. ↗

— Heidi Klum

#always #am #because #eat #forever

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering. ↗

— Carl Sandburg

#actually #enjoyed #going #i #puzzled

If your parent is deployed and you are that young, you spend the whole time wondering where they are and waiting for them to come home. As time passes and the absence is longer and longer, you become more and more concerned - but you don't really have the words to express your concern. There's only this continued absence. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#become #come #concern #concerned #continued

I had to know if I could make it somewhere else. I did not want to go through the rest of my life wondering what might have been without putting myself to the test. ↗

— Kenny Dalglish

#could #did #else #go #had

Holidays in general breed unrealistic expectations. The minute you start wondering, 'is it going to be wonderful enough?,' it never will be. ↗

— Pepper Schwartz

#enough #expectations #general #going #holidays

If I'd been a cowboy, it might've ended well. Somewhere on the ramble, I'm sure I'd have to sell My guns along the highway. My coins to the table To make a gambler's double, I'd double debts to pay. Prob'ly shrink and slink away, It mightn't've ended well. What If I'd been a sailor? I think it might've ended well. From August to May For a searat of man drifting through eternal blue, aboard the finest Debris. I might've called the shanties. From daybreak to storm's set, lines stay Taught, over rhythm unbroken. But, oh, there's a schism unspoken, a mighty calling of the lee. An absentminded Pirate, unaccustomed to the sea; To the land, a traitor. I think it mightn't've ended well. What might've worked for me? What might've ended well? Soldier, to bloody sally forth through hell? Teacher of glorious stories to tell? Man of gold, or stores to sell? Lover to a gentle belle? Maybe a camel; A seashell. What mightn't've been a life where it mightn't've ended well? ↗

— Dylan Thomas McCall

#choices #choices-and-consequences #doubting #fate #life

I'm really fascinated and you know I've been wondering about that usage of language, various breathing techniques and why in these practices language is being used in another way. ↗

— Kathy Acker

#another #another way #been #being #being used