Quotes About Waiting room

They'd known, of course, that the burden of beauty was carried by women—after all, there were never any men in the waiting room at Dr. Youngblood's—but it was only when they'd relieved themselves of the weight that they understood how heavy it was.

Mol, it's not probably nothing if they fucking want you to go to Germany." She winced, and he turned to the people-mostly women- who were filling most of those waiting room seat. "Excuse me. This doctor thinks my wife, whom I love more than life, has breast cancer, so I'm going to say fuck probably about ten more times. Is that okay with all of you?

Mr. and Mrs. Hankshaw were summoned from the waiting room where Saturday Evening Post fantasies had clouded their instinctive parental concern the way that Norman Rockwell's sentimental ideas cloud the purity of a blank canvas.

Toodle-oo, orphans!" Shirley said. Klaus looked at Shirley and waved back as Violet and Sunny led him by the hand out of the waiting room. "How could you wave to her?" Violet hissed to her brother, as they walked back down the hallway. "She seems like a nice lady," Klaus said, frowning. "I know I've met her somewhere before.

Judith hated nostalgia. It was just the waiting room for death.

Rita was not in the waiting room when I stepped off the elevator, so I sat down and thumbed through a copy of GOLF magazine. There were several articles on improving my short game that would have been much more interesting if only I played golf. The large golden clock on the wall said it was exactly two thirty-six when the elevator doors slid open and Rita stepped out. "Oh, Dexter, you're here already," she said. I

The doctor asked him to return when the swelling disappeared. Seville means to go back, he says, but he just doesn't have the time to spend commuting and hanging out in the waiting room. "I got to spend all day getting food and ready for the night, and then I got to spend all night staying warm.

Virginity is now a mere preamble or waiting room to be got out of as soon as possible; it is without significance. Old age is similarly a waiting room, where you go after life's over and wait for cancer or a stroke. The years before and after the menstrual years are vestigial: the only meaningful condition left to women is that of fruitfulness.

Martie came out of the office first, smiling prettily, and Dusty rose to greet her, smiling less prettily, and Dr. Ahriman entered the waiting room behind her, smiling paternally, and maybe Dusty smiled a little more prettily when he saw the psychiatrist, because the man virtually radiated competence and compassion and confidence and all sorts of good stuff.

Do you remember the Joyce Landorf series we saw at church last year?" Skye asked. Peggy nodded. "I guess this is what she meant by being stuck in a waiting room." "Yes, with both exits covered.

Hospitals strip a lot from you—your independence, your confidence, sometimes your will to live. But pettiness too. Pettiness is the first casualty of the ICU waiting room. No one has the energy for it.

Brita said, 'I read at home, I read in hotels, I take a book with me on a twenty-minute trip to the dentist. Then I read in the waiting room.