Quotes About Waiting

All the time he had been lying in wait, pretending to be something he wasn't.

He felt as if all the clocks in the world stopped at that moment. Would Daniel dare not come to him?

We do no possess the luxury of being able to wait patiently for the bud to flower.

I am always waiting for something, he thought, kept on hold; but for what? What is it that I have forgotten?

Daniel wanted to laugh. They all looked both sinister and ridiculous, like a horror-film family of vampires waiting for prey.

Go back to your people now. Your master wants you. He has waited a long time.

Come back to me, Daniel. I will wait, but I want you back.

The Hanged One is waiting for you! He is hungry for you, Taziel!

In a way, he wanted to run, so that no-one would know that Owen was waiting there for him. Another, braver part of him welcomed the moment of surprise when this fact became obvious.

Someone stood on the portico leaning on a shovel.

Behind him, his ancient Springer Spaniel sat on the wet grass, legs akimbo, slowly absorbing the drizzle.

If the power rack and other basic equipment usually stand vacant, because an abundance of inferior gear distracts most members, you'll have little waiting time while you train.

aspettare come di solito si aspettano il mare e il grano, sapendo che arriveranno, perché non se ne sono mai andati davvero.

joking that the creaking gate always hangs the longest.

I think there must be a place inside of us where dreams go and wait their turn.

To unlock the heavy outer door and to walk into the hushed interior, with the morning light spilling from the high windows on to the waiting books, gave her such pleasure that she would have worked for nothing.

In some far off place, many light years in space, I'll wait for you. Where human feet have never trod, where human eyes have never seen. I'll build a world of abstract dreams and wait for you.

If you wait by the river long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float by.

KAREN" STOOD OUTSIDE the Skylight bookstore in Los Angeles, waiting for her old friend, the author. Her old high school classmate, the author.

a while. Until about a year

I started blogging in 2006 when I had sold my first novel but it had not yet been published, in those anxious months in between while I learned the whole process.

In 1995, I sold the rights to Harry Bosch to Paramount. They had several screenplays written, but a movie never happened. Harry Bosch went on the shelf, and I had to wait 15 years to get him back.

My most important jobs are to be a father and a husband, and so some things have to wait.

I can remember sittin' in a cafe when I first started in rodeo, and waitin' until somebody got done so I could finish what they left.