Quotes About Waiting

I'd wanted to stay on that porch with him until the sun shone bright on both of us, but I didn't. I stood up and walked down the steps. I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.

But for now, happiness throws stones. It guards itself. I wait.

For a good ten minutes or so we stand there with the flashlight burning the grave with light. The whole time, I'm trying to guess where and exactly how he died and, more to the point, realizing that poor old Milla's been without him for sixty-years. I can tell. No other man has entered her life. Not the way her Jimmy did. She's been waiting sixty years for Jimmy to come back. And now he has.

She waited for the suffocation of sleep.

God never says anything. You think you're the only one he never answers?

The question is, what color will everything be at the moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?

One sat painfully now, among the falling chunks of rain, and the other stood next to her, waiting.

Orada duruyor, birinin bir ?eyler yapmas?n? bekliyordum ama sonunda bekledi?im ki?inin kendim oldu?unu anlam??t?m.

I'm compelled to continue on, because although it's not true for every person on earth, it's true for the vast majority—that death waits for no man—and if he does, he doesn't usually wait very long.

She was the book thief without words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.

They accumulated, hour by hour, like sweet and sour dreams, waiting to happen.

She remained on the steps, waiting for Papa, watching the stray ash and the corpse of collected books. Everything was sad. Orange and red embers looked like rejected candy, and most of the crowd had vanished. She'd seen Frau Diller leave (very satisfied) and Pfiffikus (white hair, a Nazi uniform, the same dilapidated shoes, and a triumphant whistle). Now there was nothing but cleaning up, and soon, no one would ever imagine it had happened. But you could smell it.

The question is what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?

I'm compelled to continue on, because although it's not true for every person on Earth, it's true for the vast majority that death waits for no man and if he does, he doesn't usually wait very long.

They waited for the clouds to disappear, and when they did, they could see the rest of the forest. It wouldn't stop growing, she explained. But neither would this. The young man looked at the branch that held his hand. He had a point.

you could set your watch to those hoofbeats, too, and your life to the hand of Tommy—as he led the mule fondly home, to the months and the girl to come.

A veces llego demasiado pronto, me adelanto. Y hay gente que se aferra a la vida más de lo esperado.

Living people wait and see because they fool themselves that they have time. Dead people see and wait.

All rooms are waiting rooms. Your room is a waiting room. You are waiting, I am waiting. Everything is getting nearer to being over.

Whatever junk novels were, however they worked, they were close to therapy, and airports were close to therapy. They both belonged to the culture of the waiting room. Piped music, the language of calming suasion. Come this way--yes, the flight attendant will see you now. Airports, junk novels: they were taking your mind off mortal fear.

Tolstoy wrote, 'God knows the truth, but waits.

The British Government waited uneasily for some intimation of when the German blow in the West might fall.

No problem is solved when we idly wait for God to undertake full responsibility.

You carry my love within you. A day will never dawn nor a sunset slip into the horizon when I will not think of you. I accept that the mind often dictates the heart. Yet I believe that the heart is the truer guide. So, if in the course of time you should want to come to me, do not hesitate. Know that I will be waiting for you. You will always have my heart—my love.