Quotes About Impatience

New York is a city short on patience, cleanliness, clement weather, and citizens who hold faint opinions. It is not a city short of people trying to make a career of being famous, no matter what the opportunity.

Pedestrians were few, and cars barreled past with whining snow tires, in a hurry to be elsewhere.

Superficiality is the curse of our age. The doctrine of instant satisfaction is a primary spiritual problem.

That is why our arts and sciences cannot improve the world, despite what liberal philanthropists say. Our vast new scientific skills are first used by the damnably greedy selfish impatient parts of our nature and nation, the careful kindly social part always comes second.

I love to travel but hate to arrive.

To be excited is still to be unsatisfied.

four-seater sporticopter. They'd be late for dinner if he didn't come soon.

four-seater sporticopter. They'd be late for dinner if he didn't come soon. "We'll give him five more minutes," said Helmholtz. "If he doesn't turn up by then we'll…" The ringing of the telephone bell interrupted him. He picked up the receiver. "Hullo. Speaking." Then, after a long interval of listening

Every so often I wonder what on earth we are waiting for. Silence. For it to be too late, Madame.

Mr. Varg?" There was a slight note of impatience in Dr. Svensson's tone. It was all very well for patients to go off into some reverie of their own, but the whole point of these sessions was to disclose, not conceal, and they should articulate what they were thinking, rather than just think it.

But that was then and this was now, when it seemed that people were different. They put up with less; they were more impatient than earlier generations. Why? Because now we were used to getting what we wanted – and getting it quickly, whether it was something ordered online, or happiness itself .

Patience is not my dominant virtue. --D'Artagnan

Yet what is expectation but a kind of folly, and what is that folly but an excess of hope?

The more Susan waited, the more the doorbell didn't ring.

When you're young, you always feel that life hasn't yet begun—that "life" is always scheduled to begin next week, next month, next year, after the holidays—whenever. But then suddenly you're old and the scheduled life didn't arrive. You find yourself asking, 'Well then, exactly what was it I was having—that interlude—the scrambly madness—all that time I had before?

the new incoming phone has to be

Well, you know what they say: everything seems to take longer when you're crammed inside a footlocker.

I'm guessing if we had just waited an hour or so we would have been there when Dad first broke in.

An hour at sea with Uncle Nicholas comprised forty minutes of waiting, nineteen minutes of wondering, and one minute of sheer excitement.

Why must every eleven minutes of my life be filled with misery?

I've been in a hurry all my life. I've been in a hurry to succeed, and in a hurry to prove myself.

A lot of energy is used up in the name of this false patience.

Glory sipped her second glass of red wine, impatient for the slight buzz that made her edges blur.

Maggie shook her head. "I'm not calm, I'm just...hesitant. It's like, I always think pretty soon my life will be this great story, as soon as it starts.