Quotes About Waiting

You don't always get to work as much as you like, because I'm waiting to find things that I care about. Sometimes that's frustrating.

For any player not playing, it's frustrating.

It wasn't as if we were waiting for a train, it wasn't as if we were waiting for a meal - it was just that there were was nothing to wait for. Nothing.

Papa won't be very long now," she said. "May we talk about the lost little girl?" "I don't think I could talk much about anything else just now," the Indian gentleman answered, knitting his forehead with a tired look.

Ik hou van de spannende periode van afwachten, van de geestelijke en fysieke sensatie van bochten als iets geheimzinnigs naar de oppervlakte van het bewustzijn zigzagt.

I stand here waiting. To disappear or sing.

She probably missed the Morrows' party on my account, waiting around the house for me to show up, Elizabeth thought, heaving a deep sigh.

Where's Mom? I can't wait to tell her all about this." "She's going to be late. An appointment, I think." "Again?" Jessica pouted. "That makes three nights in a row! I thought mothers were supposed to stay home and fix dinner once in a while!

With you, 'sometime' could be around the year 2000.

Angel, Michael's still waiting for you to come home." Her face went deathly white. "It's been over three years. He can't still be waiting." "He is.

God always answers, in His time, not in yours. You'll know what you're supposed to do when the time comes.

Be still and know that I am God, said the Spirit within Hadassah. And so she obeyed, waiting upon him while laying her hopes bare.

But if we hope for what we do not have, we wait for it patiently. ROMANS 8 : 25

Somehow the waiting is harder than the battle itself.

He felt that his mentat faculties had been dulled, let out a long, shuddering breath. A psychic shadow passed over him. In the emotional darkness of it, he felt himself waiting for some absolute sound—the snap of a branch in a jungle.

Paul raised his voice: Observe her, comrades! This is a Bene Gesserit Reverend Mother, patient in a patient cause. She could wait with her sisters -- ninety generations for the proper combination of genes and environment to produce the one person their schemes required. Observe her! She knows now that the ninety generations have produced that person. Here I stand . . . but . . . I . . . will . . . never . . . do . . . her . . . bidding!

Paul felt that he waited for some private signal from his sister. It could be any action or word, something of wizardry and mystical processes, an outward streaming that would fit him like an arrow into a cosmic bow. This instant lay like quivering mercury in his awareness.

Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.

Sometimes the Lord wants us to wait and rest in Him. Other times, however, He wants us to press into His kingdom and receive what is rightfully ours in Christ.

The farm woman bristled. "Young man, we don't tolerate no folks like that in this peace-abiding neighborhood!" Frank could have pointed out the error in her contention, but he said nothing. Thanking her for her hospitality, he departed. He walked down the dirt road to Black Horse Pike, where he sat down and waited to be picked up.

Let the future sleep for now, as it deserves. If you wake it too early, you get a groggy present.

In that case, I'll miss the thing by waiting for it.

The messiah will come only when he is no longer necessary; he will come only on the day after his arrival; he will come, not on the last day, but on the very last.

It was half past six and the hands were quietly moving forwards.