What Sentence Examples
What time is it?
What is an earthquake?
What time are we going to leave tomorrow?
What was that supposed to mean?
What could he do about it but lose more sleep?
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What shall I do?
That's what I say.
What in the world is this?
No one knows what the mother might do.
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What is the problem?
What do you want?
What a big family it was!
Let us examine our prison and see what it is like.
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You are welcome to what we have.
What are you doing?
What's got into you lately?
What do you mean, 'wow'?
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I can't imagine what he was thinking to hide a thing like that from you.
What are you afraid of?
Alex walked into the room, smiling when he saw what she had done.
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What do you care?
You faced what you thought was a great danger, and you were not afraid.
Maybe that was what Felipa was talking about - that she fussed over him too much.
He looked at the bright, yellow pieces and said, "What shall I do with these coppers, mother?"
What are you going to fix?
If this was what defined a vacation away from home, she'd just as soon stay at home.
And what little they have promised they will not perform!
They were well aware of what could have happened.
He picked it up, but could not see what he held.
What is the nature of the luxury which enervates and destroys nations?
What is your style?
What in the world is going on?
What did you want me to say?
Look what you've done to the poor girl.
No. What made you think that?
Is that what he said?
What answer did Novosiltsev get?
What was he planning?
That's what I've been wanting to tell you.
What do you think?
What had happened that made him ditch everything he knew and come to Arkansas?
What do you have against me?
What were you trying to do, kill yourself?
What did he do?
What was he doing here?
What makes you think I came here to see you?
What's it to you?
What did you want to talk about?
I don't care what other people think.
Tikhon, what did we talk about at dinner?
It was Alex who talked her into the IVF, but what did it matter?
Fine, but that's not what I asked.
It isn't what it looks like.
What goes on outside those doors is none of their business.
What happened to her?
Is that what this is all about?
My dears, what shall we do?
The 1920s to 1950s renderings of what people thought the future would look like are full of things like personal jetpacks and flying cars.
That night, after I had hung my stocking, I lay awake a long time, pretending to be asleep and keeping alert to see what Santa Claus would do when he came.
What are you taking away?
She had no idea what made him angry one minute and jovial the next.
Otherwise, what's so different from yesterday?
What do you think I've been going through lately... wanting to tell you, wanting to hold you in my arms - not knowing if you felt the way I did.
You can do what you want.
What business did he have here?
What do you call it?
This is what is commonly known as a swimming suit.
What do your folks think?
What do you two think you're doing out here in the dark?
What would she say?
What kind of a job do you have now?
More important, what had they been doing?
What gave you that idea?
What was more important?
What else can you do?
So why should we listen to what they call normal?
What are you doing over here?
I didn't realize what a mess it was.
I didn't know what to tell you until then.
What's important is that you're alive.
What do you think you're doing?
What are you doing up at this hour?
Are you worried about what Rachel said yesterday?
So, what do your parents think of this arrangement.
What was he thinking of?
What would he say?
What are you going to do?
It's not what it looks like, Davis.
You just do what I said.
What would you do in my place?
It's hard to tell exactly what happened, because the storm covered any tracks.
What was it Pete had said?
She kept her vigil for what must have been several hours.
What were his plans for the future?
What took you two so long to get water?
We had no control over what happened.
But what would that solve?
People always wanted what seemed unobtainable.
The Wizard had listened intently to what Eureka had said.
Oh, Dorothy--you can't imagine what horrid things they are!
Do the Sanders know where everything is and what needs to be done with the animals?
It was simply a ruse to keep her from exploring that path and what lay beyond.
I don't know what came over me to act that way.
What they had witnessed in the last hour required the silence of personal reflection.
What was going on in his life right now?
What he needed was friendship.
What if I fall off?
What were you thinking?
Was she merely a female to hold for the evening - or was this what he had been trying to tell her for so long?
So what do you say, yes or no?
Too head strong to do what you know is best.
What would it have hurt to put her studies aside for one day?
What ever happens, we're in this together.
No wonder the cavalry wanted you bad enough to pay you twice what they thought Pete might pay.
But then, what could they do?
What was it like, traveling across the desert?
The best way to decide was to find out what he had in the refrigerator.
His eyes expressed approval and the thin lips twitched in what she had grown to accept as a smile - fleeting as it was.
What if he didn't like it after she was done?
What did I do?
What is your sorcery good for if it cannot tell us the truth?
Once a little fish swam too near the surface, and the kitten grabbed it in her mouth and ate it up as quick as a wink; but Dorothy cautioned her to be careful what she ate in this valley of enchantments, and no more fishes were careless enough to swim within reach.
From that vantage point, if you had tried to look fifty years ahead to what the world would be like in the year 2500 BC, you would have expected very little change.
Whether things in the future stay the same as they are today or change from what they are today, both are understood in terms of the current reality.
What demon possessed me that I behaved so well?
Those standing behind noticed what a speaker omitted to say and hastened to supply it.
For one terrifying moment the enormity of what they had done brought her close to panic.
It was impossible to know what was going on in Señor Medena's mind by observing his expression.
He doesn't remember what happened.
If I didn't want to do what he said I'd tell him so - and he would listen to my reasons.
Was that what Dulce was arguing with him about - that he didn't know what he wanted?
What part have I got wrong, Carmen?
That was what mattered right now.
I want to know what the problem is.
They admire you for what you have accomplished.
What makes you think that?
What took you so long?
That night exhaustion did what no pill could do, and she finally slept.
His mouth twisted into what might have passed for a smile.
What are you laughing about?
What would Giddon do if he found out she had witnessed his connection?
If Sarah suspected that she already knew what was going on and looked the other way, why not welcome her into the family?
Probably nothing like what was on her imaginative mind.
What would inspire someone to chisel their name into a rock so far from civilization?
If they could talk, what tales these hills could tell.
You must have known what Allen would do to me if he caught me alone.
What Howard provided was an excuse.
She shivered, wondering what plan Yancey had for dealing with her.
What were you thinking about that made you cry – last night?
What she saw today was proof that she needed it close by.
I don't know what he's doing, but I think it's something illegal.
As long as I'm doing what he expects me to do, he'll have doubt.
What about this boy Allen who called yesterday?
What was it he said that day in the mountains... a body could be lost in those hills forever?
What did you think my business was?
No wonder Len knew so much about what was going on.
She knows men are attracted to her beauty, but she doesn't realize it's merely what gets them to her door.
Lisa wasn't looking for it, but when she saw it, she knew what it was.
What they got was a mother hen.
Don't spend a half hour selecting what you need, either.
What does he want with all that equipment?
What about that intern who's been calling you so much lately?
Kind of makes you wonder what they were up to when she was my age, doesn't it?
I can understand you not wanting to invest the money for a car, but what's wrong with accepting a ride now and then?
You've got something planned this weekend, but what about Wednesday night?
You're the first girl who has ever accepted me for what I am.
Was that what he was hinting at when he said she was his best friend - that he needed someone to talk to?
What's the point of living to a ripe old age if you can't enjoy yourself?
What if she starts running when we get out in the field?
If she only had a clue what was bothering him.
What are you doing standing out there in the snow?
As long as they weren't sleeping together or disrupting the household, what difference did it make that they were in love?
I'm working my way through college, but what have I ever done to give you the idea I was destitute?
What was worse, he was sending her away.
I don't know what I'd do without him.
What does that have to do with it?
Did it ever occur to you to ask what I thought about this?
You know what I mean.
What makes you think I might still want it?
He was no greenhorn, but what was he doing in the desert?
I know what you mean.
What if he had abandoned her?
What a wicked thought to have about the man who had risked his life to protect her - not once, but a number of times in the last few days - and with so little to gain.
What a weakling he must think she was.
After what seemed like hours, but probably wasn't more than thirty minutes in the hot sun, Bordeaux stood.
What are you waiting for?
The long ordeal in the desert was over, but what waited for her now was uncertain.
What about her feelings for him – perhaps gratitude?
What if Bordeaux bought it?
Was that what Bordeaux had in mind?
When you ran off like that, I didn't know what to think.
You've forgotten what constitutes love.
What did she know about him, after all?
She would tell him what she thought of him and demand that he let the twins go with her.
What would his Aunt and Uncle say?
His expression gave no clue of what was going on inside his head.
It's fine to have high ideals about not going too far, but the reality of it is, it can happen before you realize what is happening.
After she got married and moved to Colorado the family information stopped – if you know what I mean.
From what I hear, he's pretty... frugal; I guess would be the best word.
Well, if that's what you want.
What could have happened so long ago that people still remembered it?
What if he had changed his mind?
What was the house like?
A chest of drawers with copper handles sat beside the bed - and what a bed it was.
What would he want for breakfast?
What makes you think the topic of my mother is...
That would do, but what about something to eat with it.
I don't know what traits you look for in beef cattle, but they look healthy.
What a pansy he must think she was.
As long as you eat what you catch.
Is this what you do out here all day long?
No, I simply think there is a proper way to do things, and humans have a habit of doing what pleases them at the moment, not what is best for the future.
Nothing is going on, if that's what you're getting at.
She knew what she liked, and it rarely had anything to do with what was in style.
But what if you don't like it?
She wondered what would be worth the investment, but didn't want to wind up in the middle of a feud.
Nothing Cade did indicated that he gave a hoot about what anyone else thought.
You do what you please.
I think I know what it is.
What was it he found so objectionable?
The arms that rescued her continued to cradle her gently, and what the fall had failed to do to her heart beat, his close proximity completed.
What must he be thinking to hold on to her like that?
What was it about him that she found so attractive?
What was it about him that attracted her so?
And then what would he do?
What time would Cade want to get up this morning?
What's the matter with your foot?
His features twisted into what might have passed for a wry smile.
No, that wasn't what I meant.
Of course, what goes on between you two in this big lonely house when no one else is around is between the two of you.
What kind of comment was that to make about her brother?
That way he can do what he wants and who's to know?
Unsure what to do with her hands, she rested them on his arms.
What were you doing all day today?
What did Russ say?
What did you lie about?
Examining history is not like gazing into some fantasy crystal ball, where what we see is prophetic in detail.
It took a decade or two for the new medium to be seen in light of itself, not just in terms of what it displaced.
If we have once seen, "the day is ours, and what the day has shown."
But I cannot remember any instance in which this feeling prevented me from repeating the naughtiness when I failed to get what I wanted.
What if the Smolensk people have offahd to waise militia for the Empewah?
But to judge what is best--conscription or the militia--we can leave to the supreme authority....
Old Rostov could not tell his wife of what had passed without tears, and at once consented to Petya's request and went himself to enter his name.
I'm old and weak and this is what you wanted.
Dessalles looked in amazement at the prince, who was talking of the Niemen when the enemy was already at the Dnieper, but Princess Mary, forgetting the geographical position of the Niemen, thought that what her father was saying was correct.
Yes, he writes that the French were beaten at... at... what river is it?
She gave it to him and, unpleasant as it was to her to do so, ventured to ask him what her father was doing.
What was he disappointed about - the new baby?
He doesn't force me to do what he wants.
What else has happened to make you think she is trying to break us up?
But I think it's important that we're both aware of what's going on, don't you?
What if Señor Medena had three boys instead of three girls?
What had they done?
She was just surprised by what was in the envelope.
No matter how sorry Alex was for what happened, or how many times he apologized or tried to make up for it, he couldn't remove the hurt.
Mom used to say that people suspected in others what they had experienced or what they would do in the other person's shoes.
Still, Alex had taken ownership for what he had done.
Maybe he was thinking about what his father would say or do when he came in.
Carmen, remember what you said to me before we married?
He probably didn't even realize what he said.
Alondra and Felipa were watching her intently, and even Señor Medena seemed to be interested in what their life was like at home.
Well, let him think what he wanted.
Like Alex, it was impossible to guess what was going on in his mind by the expression on his face.
What's up with that, anyway?
I am in the middle of it right now - only I don't know what I'm in the middle of.
How would you feel if I was fighting with my brother and wouldn't tell you what we were fighting about?
Oh, and we were whispering so you knew we were talking, but you didn't know what we were saying.
Señor Medena was watching her again in that strange way, as if it truly mattered what she thought.
Yet, what about the uneasy feeling she had today?
What have you two been arguing about, and why did you kiss your brother like that?
Was that what they had been arguing about?
He does not know what he want.
If he had passed Dulce over, it was because she wasn't what he wanted.
Who could say what might have been if the smallest thing had been different in their lives?
No matter what she said, getting him back meant financial security - a roof over her head and everything that went along with it.
Apparently he found what he was looking for, because a smile touched the corners of his mouth and his eyes warmed.
Let him wonder what she would do when they got home.
After what seemed like a short wait, they boarded another plane.
What felt comfortable only moments ago now seemed bold and foolish.
What are you talking about?
That's what's been bothering me all this time.
I pretend like I know what's right and wrong, but I don't.
All I know is what Mom and Dad taught me.
Apparently finding what he was looking for, he finally shrugged.
He had apologized for what he had done and she had forgiven him.
What's wrong with it?
Actually, what I said was that no one got to the point that they couldn't use more money.
This wasn't about what he had hidden from her or the fact that he had left her alone for two weeks to go to Columbia.
While she was outside having a pity party, he was trying to figure out what he'd done wrong.
Now what brought on that comment?
Are you blaming a little boy for what his mother did?
What a complicated situation Alex had been born into.
What causes a parent to love one child more than another?
My guess is that he meant exactly what he said.
What part of 'wealthy' were you having problems understanding?
God is punishing my daughter for what you did.
Hands clasped, she prayed fervently, asking God not to let Destiny suffer for what they had done.
He must understand what Alex had been through.
I just wonder what his angle is.
He's at home with Jonathan and he can't come in because Destiny might catch what he has.
What does he have?
Alex would be upset, but what could she do?
He knew exactly what he wanted and I told him we would buy it for him.
I don't know what the odds are, but I figure god is responsible for both - don't you think?
He had a lot on his plate right now... the twins, his father and who knew what else?
I think I know what you mean.
What was clear was the fact that he was struggling over something.
He might not have heard what she said, but he must have heard her speak.
Maybe that was what he had been so preoccupied with lately.
You spring something on me and then you just shut me out - like what I feel isn't important.
I want to be able to focus on solving this problem, not worrying about what might be said or done to you.
What was even worse, their love life was suffering.
It shouldn't be any surprise, since that was what suffered when he had been troubled in the past.
I sure hope you're going to deliver what you've been promising all evening.
I mean - does he tell you what to cook for supper and what to wear?
Is that what you and Dulce were fighting about?
So exactly what is it that Dulce wants you to do?
I guess the way I've acted... not telling you things - what else could you think?
Does her husband know what she's doing?
So what were you and Dulce arguing about?
Maybe the last situation was what gave her the courage to speak up when the inheritance tension came back.
What was this sudden obsession with her ability to run the ranch, and what made him think she was qualified?
You have thought much about what we discussed yesterday?
No one knew what the future held, but if they faced everything together, surely they would grow together.
They want what you give Carmen.
If they wanted what he and Carmen had, why didn't they go out and find it?
She didn't know anything about what he was doing.
In spite of what Allen thought, no incriminating words had crossed her lips.
Do you know what they would want?
What a fool she had been to come here.
Those blue eyes were boring into her soul, searching for heaven only knew what.
Why hadn't she realized what wonderful parents she had while they were still alive?
What did she know about this man... other than the fact that he had a volatile temperament?
After what seemed like hours of traveling down trails that were little more than rockslides, Giddon stopped the ATV and shut off the engine.
What would give him the idea that she enjoyed having him carry her across the creek?
There was another way, but after what had happened today, she was reluctant to bring it up.
Maybe what I needed was someone to kick me to my feet.
What other reason would there be for telling his daughter not to discuss his occupation?
What was it about him that she responded to in spite of what she knew about him?
In her room that night, she wrote a letter to Connie explaining what she had observed.
They had talked in front of her, so it couldn't be what she thought.
What if she had been seriously injured?
What if a snake had been in those bushes?
What was it she had heard about bear attacks?
And what would you have done if it had been a bear?
That's what happens when you don't do as you're told.
Was that what Sarah had found so amusing the first day - the fact that she hadn't melted under Yancey's stern gaze?
What she needed was a line item veto.
I always thought I knew what was going on out there.
What had come over him, anyway?
They didn't know what to think - you coming in here all huffy and chewing me out.
What had she been thinking of all this time?
It's just that sometimes I wonder what is more important in your life - your career or me.
What can he do out there right now that he couldn't do a month and a half from now.
What right did he have to complain?
In such a small town, there couldn't be many positions, and the pay wouldn't come close to what she was making in Tulsa.
Of course, once she had convinced everyone else what a foolish move it would be, how was she going to convince herself that she didn't need Brandon in her life?
What difference did it make?
Was it really so important what Brandon or anyone else thought?
What are you doing in Bartlesville, Adrienne?
What was that saying you were always reciting to me?
I'm trying to say that it's all right to switch boats if that's what you really want.
I'm saying what we had together was more important than what I have now.
That wasn't the point she was trying to make, but maybe a man would never understand what she was talking about.
See what you can do with those.
What was he doing out here alone in the middle of the desert?
What would the cavalry be doing out here?
What are you going to do when you find him?
You haven't asked me what a woman is doing out here driving a wagon.
Why should she care – and what did he have to gain by all this attention?
What did you do with that scorpion this morning - go back and eat it?
No, he didn't see, but what did it matter?
Was this what it would be like to be married to him - waking every morning to a feeling of security?
What was so terrible about a simple kiss?
Is it necessary to have someone say words over us, when we already know what we want?
What must he think of her, encouraging him one minute, and then turning away the next?
After all, what did they have to lose?
What if he sold the ranch?
She wanted to hate Bordeaux for what he had done, but like a shameless hussy, she still longed to hear his voice - feel his touch.
Bordeaux had found what he wanted and claimed his prize.
She tried not to think of Bordeaux, instead focusing her attention on the twins and what she was going to say to her father.
Bordeaux was watching her, probably wondering what she would do next.
You want to stay with him, in spite of what he did?
I didn't hire him and I have no idea what deal you are talking about.
What had she done?
She fell in love with a trapper and he took her back to what we all describe as civilization.
I guess I distrusted all men because of what Dad did.
What time do you get off?
What would he have to talk to her about?
I don't know what kind of wages you draw here, but I'd be willing to pay you a hundred a week plus room and board.
What would my duties entail?
Hey, you'll never guess what happened tonight.
What can you expect out of a recluse?
But aren't you a little concerned about what people will say?
As for what the town thinks, I don't care.
Not that anyone cares what I do.
What else does the hermit want for his $100 a week?
Good for him, but what does that have to do with me working for him?
Oh, what's the use?
What was the use?
I couldn't care less what Claudette thinks, but let me take the question out of your mind.
Don't you see what you've done?
What's the matter, Cindy?
Write down exactly what you want.
I know what to get, now you go lay down on the couch until I get back.
Cade knew how to be a friend, even if he didn't know what to say.
You know what would be nice?
When Howie is unable to verify what we do perhaps he'll let us investigate what's causing his mind to create these fantasies.
Instead we speculated on what we'd personally do if we had this gift or curse and it proved to be a true trip to the past.
We all agreed but I silently wondered what our collective reaction would be if the opposite occurred!
None of us divulged what we did.
I appreciate what I've put you people through but after this afternoon things are going to be different.
Just tell us what to do.
Howie continued to tell all of us exactly what we did, relating our deeds and writings with absolute perfection.
I don't know what to say, Howie.
What are you going to do with this... gift?
What are we going to do?
I don't want to abuse what's been given to me but I'm half sick with worry and I can't think straight.
What do you mean?
What you have is far too important.
What we need is a plan but let's give it until tomorrow to clear our minds.
See what they're saying.
The announcement went on to describe what the young boy was wearing and listed a tip line phone number to call with information.
Neither Martha nor I knew what details Howie knew of the event.
I can't see what harm it could do.
What we heard shocked us as Howie began to speak.
What in God's name had we done?
Our little group anguished over our decision once we were back together, alternating between chastising and applauding what we'd done.
All our earlier actions were a series of what ifs.
The rest of us looked to Howie, all of us wondering what roads we'd travel forward.
I can't ignore what else we might accomplish.
What Betsy noticed on the television yesterday was blind luck.
Granted, what we accomplished was monumental, but coming across a similar situation and duplicating what we were able to do might not occur very often.
What is it exactly you want to do, Howie?
What about those we were accusing?
I don't know what, if anything, Howie saw but he knew Quinn tricked him and he went ballistic.
I don't know what to do.
We weren't sure what to do or even if we should report Howie's feelings.
True feelings lay hidden in the wonder of what we'd accomplished.
Contrary to the others, my employment wasn't a career and frankly, I didn't enjoy what I was doing.
You all contribute to what we're doing.
What we need is a leader.
What's more, it may get worse.
I cautioned everyone not to be concerned with what occurred after we conveyed a tip.
What Howie has is off the 'ucking charts and I'm now part of it!
While we were sympathetic to dad, we decided after heated discussion simply tip what we learned.
We won't hassle you if that's what you're worried about.
I was at a loss what to do.
I keep tabs with what's going on.
What makes you ask?
I don't know how you're doing what you do but I got a strong feeling if I keep an open mind, good things will happen.
Betsy was awake when I returned home and wanted to know what delayed me.
What do you plan to do?
The tips are states away from what's being tipped.
I confessed what I'd told him.
If what I'm seeing isn't some kind of joke, I'm at the end of the yellow brick road.
Look, tell me what to do.
Is that what you are; a psychic?
What exactly do you want from us?
We need a tip line that will guarantee what we say is taken seriously and acted upon with haste.
I knew what I was about to say was far more than I wanted to offer.
What about giving one person a fool proof demonstration?
If we could convince him to give you free rein to helping us with him remaining totally in the dark, we'd both have what we want.
What we're accomplishing with Howie is vital; we can't stop doing it.
We're a house of cards in a windstorm, held together by God knows what.
Let's see what Brennan can do for us.
I told him I had no idea how you accomplished what you did but you were a crystal ball of an asset to us.
If successful, I was appointed to request what I felt was needed.
I didn't believe what Dan Brennan told me and I'm not sure I do now but I'm no fool.
What do you want from me?
The director tried to question me but I cut him off, saying we possessed no ambitions beyond what we were doing.
I'd be lying if I didn't admit we have expenses and we're limited in what we can do because of real life restraints, but we're not in this for a golden purse.
Give Daniel Brennan a free hand and we'll both have what we want.
Just listen to what he has to say.
Let me see what I can find on grateful Mr. Cooms.
This life; is it more important to each you than what you are accomplishing with this ability?
What could possibly be more important to us than saving lives?
There is an army of people who would kill for what you possess.
That isn't creating anything; it's just redistributing what already exists.
You must want more from us; at least knowledge of whom we are and what exactly we do and how we do it.
What he proposed was unbelievably generous.
Mark my words, what you are doing will not remain unnoticed.
Nothing was learned from the brief visit that contradicted what the man had said to me.
What do you think of all this, Howie?
Mostly, I want to stop kids from what happened to the sister I don't know.
What did I really want?
What we're doing together blows my imagination so I'll devote as much time and energy as I can possible muster to optimizing our results.
What should we do?
We spent the balance of our time formulating what I should say to Merrill Cooms and pouring over Internet maps.
We'd then cross our fingers and see what particulars would follow.
What are your thoughts?
We constantly longed to follow up on our endeavors and make sure what Howie discovered was brought to a positive conclusion.
Howie immediately awoke; not wishing to witness what he knew would follow.
I can't let anyone watch what I am doing!