Quotes About Waiting

There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family.' "She stops now. Leans over me so that the wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead. 'You still have a family,' she whispers.

You type what you're feeling and press send before you have a chance to talk yourself out of it. And then you wait, and wait, and wait, and nothing comes back, so all those things you thought were so important to say, really, they weren't. They weren't worth saying at all.

She's running the show. Maybe she's just biding her time. So you talk to her. You tell her to take all the time she needs, but to come back.

No duden de que les oye. Es consciente de todo lo que está pasando. Les parecerá que son los médicos o las enfermeras o todos esos cacharros los que llevan la batuta. Pues no. Es ella quien lleva la batuta. Quizá sólo se está tomando su tiempo. Así que hablen con ella. Díganle que se tome todo el tiempo que necesite, pero que vuelva. Que la están esperando.

Maybe he was overwhelmed, like I am overwhelmed, by that mysterious intersection where love meets luck, where fate meets will. Because he'd been waiting for her. And there she was.

Knowing that something bad is going to happen, whether you want it to or not, to the point that you just want it to happen so you can stop dreading it.

There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family.

But then one time, you track down an email address and you're near a computer with Internet access so you don't have that nice cushion and you type what you're feeling and press send before you have a chance to talk yourself out of it. And then you wait, and wait, and wait, and nothing comes back, so all those things you thought were so important to say, really, they weren't. They weren't worth saying at all.

Sometimes fate or life or whatever you want to call it, leaves a door a little open and you walk through it. But sometimes it locks the door and yo have to find the key, or pick the lock, or knock the damn thing down. And sometimes, it doesn't even show you the door, and you have to build it yourself. But it you keep waiting for the doors to be opened for you..." she trails off. "What?" "I think you'll have a hard time finding single happiness, let alone that double portion.

There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family. She stops now. Leans over me so that wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead. You still have a family, she whispers.

pain, because the last bus back is pretty

First you inspect me Then you dissect me Then you reject me I wait for the day That you'll resurrect me

When the sun shines, you let it shine on you. Snow is always waiting.

I have nothing but time in my life, but never enough of it when I need it.

it made my little heart go pitter patter that he was racing across an ocean to be by my side. That is until he added, "Don't do anything stupid until I get there.

There was a little note on the nightstand written on the back of a KFC napkin: Went for coffee, be right back. R Okay, so maybe he didn't sign it with a heart or an XOXO, but the man was going for coffee. Gotta love that.

His heart beat with renewed determination, as if the organ had come back to life, even though it had never died. As if it said, I've been waiting for her.

After dark, well, you stayed put.

The pound of footsteps suddenly echoed and the flames several feet in front of her parted. Finally. In strolled Lucifer, as carefree as a summer day. "I've been waiting for your return," he said in the silkiest of voices. He even grinned, the expression pure wickedness. "What can I do for you, my darling?

He went to his note bag and took out hand sanitizer. Later, he placed his note bag back over the same shoulder. The train was incredibly late. Bruce waited and waited. A happy Trudy appeared from behind him and touched his arm. Bruce jumped. Trudy didn't mean to scare him. "Oops,

To even get feedback from our integration process would require twenty-four to thirty-six hours.

What that graph says is that everyone needs idle time, or slack time. If no one has slack time, wip gets stuck in the system. Or more specifically, stuck in queues, just waiting.

NO! That's not for you! Somehow you'll escape all that waiting and staying. You'll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing.

Dr. Seuss books, Oh, the Places You'll Go. The book describes the dreaded Waiting Place, where people wait for the fish to bite, wind to fly a kite, for Uncle Jake, for pots to boil, or a better break …