Quotes About Impatience

Summer was on the way; Jem and I awaited it with impatience. Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.

Talking to Francis gave me the sensation of settling slowly to the bottom of the ocean. He was the most boring child I ever met.

A girl doesn't always want to go out, you know, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. Sometimes she feels like being nasty--like, if the guy's gonna wait, let him really wait.

You can spend hours editing an email but send it as if you wrote it in a minute.

I'm not a patient person and sitting around the house waiting to get back to WWE does me no good.

Personally, I like to yearn a little and long for the next episode. On the other hand, I'm also a glutton. My kids love to dive in and eat whole series at once.

I love to travel but hate traffic and planes. I wish I could just beam myself anywhere instantly.

The traffic is getting worse everyday and thus making people do things they ideally wouldn't do and you can't blame them as sitting in their cars getting baked in the sun for at least a couple of hours everyday would turn anyone delirious.

Working on 'Raising Hope' is a very hurry-up-and-wait activity, and I just always liked the idea of being as productive as I can be. I write because I don't just want that time to dissolve, where I'm sitting in a trailer staring blankly at the paintings of moccasins that came with the trailer.

The traits I picked from my conversation with Captain Gopinath was his honesty. He was completely possessed at each stage by what he was doing. When he was in the army, he was possessed there. He was possessed when he started Udupi hotel or while doing agriculture. He is a perfectionist and he is very impatient.

it just seemed as if she were marking time while life rocketed past.

Patience, thought Milligan, that word was invented by dull buggers who couldn't think quick enough.

O foolish man that I then was, enduring impatiently the lot of man! I fretted then, sighed, wept, was distracted; had neither rest nor counsel. For I bore about a shattered and bleeding soul, impatient of being borne by me, yet where to repose it, I found not.

Do not be depressed. Do not let your weakness make you impatient. Instead, let the serenity of your spirit shine through your face. Let the joy of your mind burst forth.

It may sound cruel...but...what makes a criminal is a disposition toward cruelty, a laziness and impatience that lead to taking from others, and cynicism that pretends there is a war going on, and that the victims are the result of a conflict that somebody else started. "[Caligula and DeSade] were expressing through the license of...power their outrage and boredom, and apparently meaningless lives. That these attitudes have filtered down to the lower classes is what is new.

her first glance at me would be bound to hold the question: have you forgiven me? And perhaps that still more critical question: will you bear with my love, and can you return it? That first moment when she would gaze up with a blush, a look of controlled and yet uncontrollable impatience, might be at once the most hazardous and decisive.

That...that was how I spent the day, just waiting, waiting, waiting...but waiting like a man running amok, senselessly, like an animal, with that headlong, direct persistance.

La multitud de manos claras, nerviosas y siempre en actitud de espera en torno al tapete verde, todas asomando por la caverna de su respectiva manga, cada una de forma y color diferentes, algunas desnudas, otras adornadas con anillos y pulseras tintineantes, muchas velludas como animales salvajes, muchas otras húmedas y retorcidas como anguilas, y todas, sin embargo, crispadas y trémulas por una enorme impaciencia.

Ojalá su impaciencia consiga más que mi paciencia.

Where are you flying off to?' inquired Viola, rather sulkily; few sights are more annoying when we feel lazy than that of somebody bounding upstairs.

By now Flora was really cross. Surely she had endured enough for one evening without having to listen to intelligent conversation? Here

When the precipitancy of a man's wishes hurries on his ideas ninety times faster than the vehicle he rides in--woe be to truth!

The next ten minutes took ten hours.

have sat in your mailbox for four days.