Quotes About Hesitation

Sometimes I think the difference between what we want and what we're afraid of is about the width of an eyelash.

There were little velvet handcuffs and small whips involved. I'm not opposed to little velvet handcuffs and small whips in principle, you understand. At least, I don't think I am. I haven't actually tried any of those things. But somehow in that particular context they did not appeal.

They've been fairly positive, as firm as they could be in regards to the derivatives operations in Montreal. We didn't sense that there was a hesitation about it. But things change.

I hesitated for just a moment. Some part of me wanted to see the creature, after having heard it for so many days. Was it the remnants of the scientist in me, trying to regroup, trying to apply logic when all that mattered was survival? If so, it was a very small part. I ran.

You don't know what to say. You won't know what to say for a long time. Your reply was so many years ago.

La vida es imposible cuando se es cobarde- dijo Dinello. [...] -La timidez o es cobardía o es cortesía y hay que romperla con un gesto brutal- agregó Dinello [...] -¡Cruzar las líneas enemigas!- Contestó él sin titubear.

Sometimes you regret the things you do, but they're over and done. Regretting the things you didn't do is tougher because they're still out there, haunting you with the what ifs.

I've never regretted doing anything in my life as much as I've regretted not doing it. There were a few times when in my heart I knew the right thing to do, but I listened to other people, or I didn't have the guts, or it didn't make sense, or I don't know.… There was some false voice inside posing as logic when it was really just my own fear talking. The times I didn't stay true, didn't stay congruent, I paid the price.

He hesitates, then turns and starts up her walk. Gives her a friendly smile, to boot. He wishes she wouldn't wear a wig, or at least not one that sits so crookedly on her head. It's a distraction. Sometimes he has to restrain himself from reaching over and giving it a little tug, then smacking her knee in a friendly way and saying, "There you go!" But why risk humiliating her?

I don't know. It depends on the day. Depends on the hour of the day...I don't really know if I really want to do that. I think I do and then I think I don't. It makes me really nervous to think about really doing it.

Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. "I love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can't you say it, Hero?

And so we were friends of a sort once more. We began to talk, stiltedly at first, but then with more ease. We had, after all, many interests in common. And if there was still a deep reserve, if fingers about to brush moved hastily apart, and if our eyes did not linger but met and winced away from hurt, outwardly, at least, there was tranquillity. I slept the better for it.

I feel rather a fool writing down my thoughts

So you were advised to go to Snappy Snaps already but you chose not to go, the woman says.

And, as usual, you don't really know what you want.

When you're offered things, it makes it so much easier to be indecisive. And it's silly because you can pass on some really amazing things.

Time. I would have gone somewhere to buy time.

You don't have to do this, Kat." "I've been hearing that a lot lately." "He's right." "I didn't say who had said it," she countered. "You didn't have to." He looked out at the water. "You two are good together." "We're not together," Kat said automatically. "Sure you are. You just don't know it yet.

You're still running." "He's right, you know." Kat stopped at the sound of the voice. Her hand was on the doorknob, freedom just inches away, but it was like she'd forgotten how to unlock a door when she turned around and saw Hale sitting alone at the top of the stairs.

Megan is coming down the street, and when she sees me and Lila together, for a split second it looks like she wants to run. Save herself. And I can't say I blame her.

The only thing a person can ever really do is keep moving forward. Take that big leap forward without hesitation, without once looking back. Simply forget the past and forge toward the future.

Some people are tied to five hundred words a day, six days a week. I'm a hesitater.

You see a lot of us lingering around. We'll just stand there on the edge of the pool and kinda psych ourselves up into getting in.

He who hesitates is poor.