Quotes About Hesitation

He was two or three steps away from her and for a moment they did not know how to get to one another.

Then why don't you marry him? Sally laughed. I don't want to jump into anything. 'Marry in haste, repent at leisure.' I can get married any time. Her trained objectivity made her add, Well, any time within the next five years. I'll be something of a spinster if I'm not married by then.

I was caught between going yippy-skippy i get to play with them both, and running like hell.

I hesitated on getting my backup gun and putting it in my purse, but didn't. My purse, like all purses, seems to have a travelling black hole in it. I'd never get the gun out in time if I really needed it.

He walked away through the crowd before i could decide if i'd been insulted or not. Just as well. For the life of me, i couldn't think of a good comeback line.

You can think a thing over many times and still have no idea how you'll answer the question, if ever it's asked.

Non riesco a fermarmi, ma non posso andare avanti.

Ik kan er niet mee ophouden, maar ik kan er ook niet mee doorgaan.

He thought and suffered a good deal but he lacked the resolution to dare--the first requisite of a practitioner.

I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?

No second chance?" A wry smile twisted Carrick's lips. "There might have been, had I not waited so long to take it.

Smiling is confusing, she thought. This is why I don´t do it

I love you. The thought startled me, but I felt it spread through my body like warm ocean waves. I loved her. I wanted to say it, but I was afraid of being too much. Of scaring her off. Of adding to the jumble of overwhelming emotions she was probably already feeling. So, I tucked the words deep in the corner of my heart, saving them for a rainy day

We spoil ourselves with scruples long as things go well.

Look before you leap.

Tell me, if you thought a man had a tendresse for you, but he wasn't doing anything about it. And you wanted to hurry him up a little so you made a move, an unmistakable move; one that nobody could pretend had been a misunderstanding. And he - he ignored it - ignored you. What would you feel?

And trust dies from ifs and buts

3 August, Yorkshire. I know so little that writing is like crossing a patch of swampy ground, jumping from one tussock to another trying not to get my feet wet (or egg on my face). Of course at a distance no one can see the ground is swampy, and at a distance too one's movements are smoothed out, the hesitations diminished. Fifty years on, the anguished leaps may seem like confident strides. Except who will be looking?

His only fear then was that the man might shoot first and ask questions later. Thankfully, he did not.

Nick's hesitation was only the twitch of wariness he felt at any prospect of happiness.

He was reluctant to open it, for once such a thing is opened, it cannot be shut again.

Dear neptunus, aku mencintainya. di depannya aku menjadi diriku sendiri, seperti airmu yang selalu membawa semua pesanku, diapun begitu. membuatku hanyut oleh sorot matanya, membuatku lupa oleh kesedihan rasanya, sampai aku tak bisa katakan apa-apa padanya. bahkan untuk sekedar bilang rindu atau butuh..banyak yang nggak ngerti lalu terluka dan saling menyalahkan. karena itu aku takut berbicara tentang hati.maka kutuliskan saja, lalu kusimpan dan ku kirimkan ke..entah kemana..

He hesitated. "Nothing, man. What are you doing right now?" I looked down. "Petting my snake." Malcolm laughed. "With anyone else, that would be a metaphor. Good thing I can always count on you.

Those who hesitate, never make the leap