Top 485 Whose Quotes

Narcissist: psychoanalytic term for the person who loves himself more than his analyst; considered to be the manifestation of a dire mental disease whose successful treatment depends on the patient learning to love the analyst more and himself less.

I count myself as one of millions of Americans whose life simply would not be the same without the libraries that supported my learning.

People who put themselves on the line and sacrifice their own safety for the greater good and for others, and anyone in any profession whose concern is the welfare for other people instead of the individual, are inspiring and important.

Any important disease whose causality is murky, and for which treatment is ineffectual, tends to be awash in significance.

The interesting thing about ‘True Blood’ is that its appeal is not contained to teenage girls. I get stopped in the street and questioned by 70-year-old men whose wives and daughters are making Bloody Marys and throwing ‘True Blood’ parties.

We are willing enough to praise freedom when she is safely tucked away in the past and cannot be a nuisance. In the present, amidst dangers whose outcome we cannot foresee, we get nervous about her, and admit censorship.

Never play cards with a man called Doc. Never eat at a place called Mom’s. Never sleep with a woman whose troubles are worse than your own.

A modern democracy is a tyranny whose borders are undefined; one discovers how far one can go only by traveling in a straight line until one is stopped.

When I was living in China, I learned to make things hyper-explicit because often they were being read by people whose command of English kept them from picking up what I thought were obvious signals.

For the last half of my life I have had the doubtful benefit of a brother whose literary reputation is much greater than my own.

Search not to find things too deeply hid; Nor try to know things whose knowledge is forbid.

The world has the habit of making room for the man whose actions show that he knows where he is going.

I’m probably the only kid in history whose parents made him stop taking music lessons. They made me stop studying the accordion.

Most people – and particularly people whose lives have nothing to do with books at all – are intrigued by the idea that somebody wants to listen to them and get it right.

If you spend 72 hours in a place you’ve never been, talking to people whose language you don’t speak about social, political, and economic complexities you don’t understand, and you come back as the world’s biggest know-it-all, you’re a reporter. Either that or you’re President Obama.

I’m certainly not opposed to digital technology, whose graces I daily enjoy and rely on in so many ways. But I worry about our virtual blinders.

But the way people commonly use the word nowadays it means something all of whose parts are mutually interdependent – not only for their mutual action, but for their meaning and for their existence.

I know real people, whose names I could tell you, people I know who have said ‘I’ve stopped buying the New York Times.’ Why? Because their editorial position has filtered, has leached into the news pages.

There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium was the only solution to the strangulation that life had prepared for him.

The minister and the priest teach that the organization is greater. No great philosophy has ever come from an organization, but from an individual whose research has been a personal study of God and ITS ways.

Those children who are beaten will in turn give beatings, those who are intimidated will be intimidating, those who are humiliated will impose humiliation, and those whose souls are murdered will murder.

Half a century ago, Ronald Reagan, the man whose relentless optimism inspired me to enter politics, famously said that he didn’t leave the Democratic Party; the party left him. I can certainly relate. I didn’t leave the Republican Party; it left me.

It’s also possible to have two third person singular points of view, as represented by two characters through whose eyes the story is told in alternating chapters, say.

On my father’s side, I’m descended from immigrants, one of whom was a Syrian refugee from the Armenian genocide, and my mother was an immigrant from Germany whose visa had expired and, for a year and change, was undocumented here in the U.S.

When blithe to argument I come, Though armed with facts, and merry, May Providence protect me from The fool as adversary, Whose mind to him a kingdom is Where reason lacks dominion, Who calls conviction prejudice And prejudice opinion.

Every person is responsible for all the good within the scope of his abilities, and for no more, and none can tell whose sphere is the largest.

This is the generation whose first cry of life was the Hungarian uprising.

THE rich possess ample means to realize any theory they may chuse to adopt in the education of their children, regardless of the cost; but it is not so with him whose Subsistence is derived from industry.

I don’t think that all the coal miners – or even more realistically, say, the truck drivers whose jobs may be put out by self-driving cars and trucks – they’re all going to go and become web designers and programmers.

It is an easy thing for one whose foot is on the outside of calamity to give advice and to rebuke the sufferer.

It was the wont of the immortal gods sometimes to grant prosperity and long impunity to men whose crimes they were minded to punish in order that a complete reverse of fortune might make them suffer more bitterly.

A hedge fund manager whose clients demand monthly performance reports has different needs than any individual investors with a 20-year time horizon. The needs of that long-term investor differ markedly from someone who is retiring in three years.

Intellects whose desires have outstripped their understanding.

Polytechnique is a school whose multidisciplinary, very high scientific level curriculum is invaluable.

I’m the kind of person whose clothes are all hung up and color-coordinated, to the point where my whites don’t touch my creams.

Yeah, I do feel badly sometimes, not for whose coming up and getting roles I’m not right for anymore but the people I compete with, who range from Uma Thurman on up.

I’m calling on the United States: what kind of strategic partners are we, that you can still host someone whose extradition I have asked for?

A great truth is a truth whose opposite is also a truth.

A clever conjurer is welcome anywhere, and those of us whose powers of entertainment are limited to the setting of booby-traps or the arranging of apple-pie beds must view with envy the much greater tribute of laughter and applause which is the lot of the prestidigitator with some natural gift for legerdemain.

I am a person whose father had no religion but who went to the nuns for a couple of years. And I think I’m the same: On one hand, I pray; on the other hand, I don’t believe. I am constantly between the two.

For those whose wit becomes the mother of villainy, those it educates to be evil in all things.

MF Global used to be known as Man Financial, and it had a reasonably good reputation. It did a humdrum business placing commodities trades for fund managers as well as farmers, grain dealers and others whose livelihoods depend on the vagaries of commodity prices.

That’s not a villain, that’s a man whose a victim of being in love with the wrong one.

I’m not one of those professors whose office is encased floor-to-ceiling with books. By the way, I think academics do this to intimidate their visitors.

The judge is forced for the most part to reach his audience through the medium of the press whose reporting of judicial decisions is all too often inaccurate and superficial.

I learned from everybody whose staff I was on. You always learn something.

Happy the boy whose mother is tired of talking nonsense to him before he is old enough to know the sense of it.

Show me a character whose life arouses my curiosity, and my flesh begins crawling with suspense.

The individual whose vision encompasses the whole world often feels nowhere so hedged in and out of touch with his surroundings as in his native land.

He whose head is in heaven need not fear to put his feet into the grave.

This is the paradox for me: in failure alone is there any possibility of success. I don’t think I’m alone in this – nor do I think it’s an attitude that only prevails among people whose work is obviously ‘creative’.

The minute a person whose word means a great deal to others dare to take the open-hearted and courageous way, many others follow.

Most Fortune 500 companies began as small start-ups whose entrepreneurial founders slowly developed the infrastructure, hired the staff, sourced manufacturers or built their own factory, and created distribution, sales, and marketing plans.

When once a certain class of people has been placed by the temporal and spiritual authorities outside the ranks of those whose life has value, then nothing comes more naturally to men than murder.