Quotes About Hesitation

He's the king of mixed signals and she's the queen of second thoughts.

Sometimes to someone you love you want to say goodbye, but you can't get the words out. Because in your heart saying goodbye would just be a lie.

Why do we wait until it is too late? Why do we let someone else have what we were too scared to reach out and take?

Even where friendship is concerned, it takes me a long time to trust people.

When I say, 'It's a long story,' it usually means I just don't want to tell you.

Courage comes by being brave; fear comes by holding back.

You can't kill me. Even if you could, you can't bring yourself to do it. You'll hesitate. Again.

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

It's no exaggeration to say that the undecideds could go one way or another.

It's a kind of limbo, knowing what you want but not being quite sure how to go about doing it.

I'm not very good at making decisions.

I'm the worst at making decisions!

her fear of action was overtaken by her fear of inaction.

Muitas vezes, a coisa que relutamos em tocar parece ser nossa própria salvação.

PERHAPS ONE OF the reasons I've avoided having a clear ambition is that second you stand up and point toward a horizon, you realize how much there is to lose. It's always been this way.

If you're not entirely sure you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, it seems to me that the last thing you'd want to do is to set in motion a very lengthy, time-consuming, expensive, and highly public process designed to lead inexorably to just that.

He hesitated then, anticipating the panic that came when there was nothing left to read. - Guido Brunetti

Brunetti didn't like knowing that she was right.

But I didn't. And, in truth, it was maybe better that I didn't- I say that now, though it was something I regretted bitterly for a while. More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I'd stopped myself from blurting the thing on the edge of my tongue, the thing I'd never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street- which was, of course, I love you.

But those sparkling blue shallows- so enticing at first glance- had not yet graded off into depths, so that sometimes I got the disconcerting sensation of wading around in knee-high waters hoping to step into a drop-off, a place deep enough to swim.

That was the missed moment. I should have put out a hand and taken her arm and said, "Here I am. Ask me. Now. The real question! Tell me. While I'm here. Ask me before it's too late.

MUGGER: Your money or your life. (long, awkward pause) Look bud. I said, your money or your life. JACK: I'm thinking it over!

Are you sure you want me to go after Christina? Lately I've kind of thought I might just give up on that. Plus, didn't you and I need to gaze into each other's eyes first? How will I know how to gaze at Christina? And my pebble kicking? Disaster.

This, she thought inanely, is the part where I am supposed to run. Oh, and that screaming thing