Quotes About Impatience

he sensed something different: a questing, a questioning, an impatience that seemed to reflect his own incomprehension and hunger for history. Each time he sat in the green glow of the spirit lamp, he felt a disquiet, a need to go onward, outward, to embrace an entire universe within his arms.

The impatient man is his own enemy; he slams the door on his own progress.

my childhood was a peroid of waiting to the moment when i could send everyone in it to hell.

Any time you tolerate mediocrity in others, it increases your mediocrity, An important attribute in successful people is their impatience with negative thinking and negative acting people

Si stava rimettendo in piedi tra un'imprecazione e l'altra quando vide un paio di scarpe nere avvicinarsi strascicando. «Ti aspettavo ore fa.». Perché doveva essere sempre presente Max ogni volta che la grazia sembrava abbandonarla?

crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time.

Wonder. There is wonder in you, along with a little impatience. You are standing outside of yourself, looking at yourself, conscious of a rhythm within yourself, several rhythms, and the sound of drums from far away.

I am awaiting the return of the nerves to the epidermis. They're being pretty damn slow about it.

Could we get on with this? I have a case waiting." Annette's brows rose. "Jane, you and I both deal with the dead. You're a homicide detective—any case you have can just keep waiting. Not like the guy will get any deader.

but the moment one started home one was filled with impatience. Amberwell pulled like a magnet; the nearer one approached the harder it pulled.

It took two hours to drive from Portland to Boston. It felt like two days. We

I don't have a good attention span and can't spend long in record stores or video shops or games emporiums without getting grumpy.

What the devil is going on?" West spluttered as Kathleen towed him outside and around to the side of the stables. "I dressed and came to the stables at the crack of dawn--" "The crack of dawn was four hours ago.

The cliffhangers are killer but more then worth it. Surrender can't come out fast enough.

I couldn't wait to see Phaelan. I'd know instantly if she'd dropped anchor on his ego. *

Come about five minutes from now, you'll be stranded like a horned toad

Can you go faster?" Harley asked. She was so excited that she had eaten breakfast three times. Two on purpose, one by accident.

Jasmine sat on her bed, worrying her bottom lip as she listened to the phone ring. Damn it, where the hell was Stephanie? Obviously not answering her cell phone, that was for sure. When the voicemail kicked in Jasmine fidgeted as she waited for the beep to finally arrive. "How dare you have a life and not be around to answer the phone when I need to talk to you. Call me.

Just like a damned man, he thought exasperatedly. She got what she wanted, then curled up and went to sleep. That was what he was supposed to do, blast and confound her bloody impudence.

There's an unspoken irony to all of this. People wanted a speedy solution to their problems, but what id their moods had been driven down in the first place by the hurried pace of their lives? They imagined they were rushing now in order to save their lives later, but so often, later never came.

Whatever," I said. "It's getting cloying in here. Are we there yet?" He smiled. "Jerk." "Wuss." "Jackass." "Pansy." "Philistine." "Dandysprat." "Butthead." "Whiner …

The clock has superpowers. It always seems to move too slowly. Look up at it and it will tell you the time. Look up an hour and a half later, and it will tell you two minutes have gone by.

It was the kind of Sunday to make one ache for Monday morning.

Making unnecessary noises when you're bored...we all do it.