Quotes About Waiting

Ho cominciato con l'aspettare le donne, e il denaro, bevendo. E poi all'improvviso mi sono accorto di aver consumato la mia vita ad attendere, e sono intossicato a morte

Hospitals are places that you have to stay in for a long time, even if you are a visitor. Time doesn't seem to pass in the same way in hospitals as it does in other places. Time seems to almost not exist in the same way as it does in other places.

I knew Anna Wintour was the editor in chief of Vogue,' I just didn't understand what it meant to wait around to meet with Anna Wintour.

We had applied for adoption three years ago, but it was during the lockdown that I felt the void even more.

So don't send me up the river yet.

My idea of serenity - that wonderful word that everybody's trying to get into their life - is call-waiting.

I would seriously rather be in a long line at the DMV than eat with people I don't know.

We abstained from having sex until we got married.

It's like you're waiting on the world to change, but I'm actually living it, because I wonder: If there was a DragCon when I was a child or even a search engine or 'RuPaul's Drag Race,' maybe my father would have been different. Maybe our relationship now wouldn't be different.

I sat in airport hell wondering once again why there is nothing to do in airports. Why hasn't some enterprising genius yet realized all us bored ticket holders would adore, flock to, pay hard cash for any diversions that lasted longer than a cruise through the magazine racks or dull necktie store?

That's what writers do, Conroy, we wait for the tortoises to come. We wait for that lady who walks them. That's how art works. It's never a jackrabbit, or a racehorse. It's the tortoises that hold all the secrets. We've got to be patient enough to wait for them.

My poverty was always a source of disappointment to her. If only she could have waited a few years

And if you sat at the dinner table long enough, whether in punishment or in refusal or simply in boredom, you never stopped sitting there. Some part of you sat there all your life.

Then she waited, with parted lips and a saucy challenge in her eyes, to see how her presence -- the drama of being her -- was registering. In the way of such chicks, she seemed convinced of the originality of her provocation.

Chipper intuited that this feeling of futility would be a fixture in his life. A dull waiting and then a broken promise, a panicked realization of how late it was. This futility had let's call it a flavor.

The double bind, the problem of consciousness mixed with nothingness, never goes away. You never stop waiting for the real story to start, because the only real story, in the end, is that you die.

Enid had chosen to believe the promise of his looks. Life then became a matter of waiting for his personality to change.

The waiting area was jammed with the sort of egalitarian cross-section only genuine misery can provide: Hispanics and blacks and Russians and various indeterminate, red-eyed teenage girls with children you prayed were siblings; junkie veterans petitioning for painkillers they wouldn't get;

Each might have been a week except for night's failure to come and close the deal. When

because he had been waiting for someone to come back to him, so every time someone knocked on the door, he couldn't stop himself from hoping it might be that person, even though he knew he shouldn't hope.

Weeks passed like boats waiting to sail into the starless dawn, we were full of aimless endless darkness.

I have been waiting for you for so long." I pointed to the car. "We are searching for Trachimbrod." "Oh," she said and she released a river of tears. "You are here. I am it.

She spent an afternoon staring at their front door. Waiting for someone? Yankel asked. What color is this? He stood very close to the door, letting the end of his nose touch the peephole. He licked the wood and joked, It certainly tastes like red. Yes, it is red, isn't it? Seems so. She buried her head in her hands. But couldn't it be just a bit more red?

It is said that the Messiah will come at the end of the world. But it was not the end of the world, Grandfather said. It was. He just did not come.