Quotes About Expectations

You cant make someone be your person. You can't make them love you. You can't hurry love up, or even set it aside. I know because I've spent too much of my life trying to do just that.

My parents mean well, Grace said. They want me to succeed. Well of course, Mallory said. They love you. But I'm thinking success and happiness don't get along. Sometimes you have to sacrifice one for the other.

Never agree to marry a man because he has potential. Men are not like houses; they do not make good fixer-uppers.

Never agree to marry a man because he has potential. Men are not houses, they do not make good fixer-uppers.

I was so mad that because I am a woman it had fallen into my lap to organize the party, and also do everything else that created our children's lives: to buy clothes and make summer plans and babysitter arrangements and school deliverables and sports sign-ups and health forms...I'd never signed up for this role. All of my duties were assumed, no negotiation or divvying up of responsibilities, no questions asked.

If I were a man I'd be in the top 1 percent of all fathers. As a mother, I was a complete and total failure.

I am the opposite of most people: for me home is work and work is home. I breathe a sigh of relief when I am buried under the weight of immense work obligations, and I vibrate with anxiety when I imagine this thing called relaxing with a cup of tea.

She had no experience of crushing on someone like that. She hadn't realized before how frightening it was to look a dream in the face. To realize how much it could change you live, and how much it could demand of you.

Actually, many engaged couples give more thought and consideration to their one-day wedding experience than they do to what will happen in the many years following.

You never get a straight answer from captains. You should know that by now.

The stupid part is that he isn't interested in... in getting serious. We get along. We have fun together. For him, that's enough. And it's so stupid for me to get hung up on him.

This is what is going to happen, Aleran. You will no longer lie with me. You will treat me in exactly the fashion that you would any proper young lady of the Citizenry. You will court me, and do it well, or so help me I will strangle the life from you. Um, Tavi said. And, she said, a massively threatening quality in her tone, you will court me properly after the ways of my people. You will do so with legendary skill and taste. And only when that is done will we share a bed once more.

Dammit, man. I'm a Faerie Princess, not a forensic analyst." I

I snorted. "They still make you read Dickens in school? Great Expectations?" "Yeah." "You can stay at home and hide if you want—and wind up like Miss Havisham," I said. "Watching life through a window and obsessed with how things might have been." "Dear God," she said. "You've just made Dickens relevant to my life." "Weird, right?" I asked her, nodding.

In combat situations, your choices can be judged based only against what you knew at the time. To expect anything more of a soldier is to demand that he or she be superhuman. Which seems, to me, unreasonable.

Mathematically, maybe," I said. "But trust isn't one of those things that lends itself well to math." "Sure it does," Bob said. "You trust somebody, they betray you, you get a negative value. You never trust, they can never disappoint you, you break even.

People don't give a flying fuck if Uncle Jeffrey really forgives them for missing his last birthday party. They want to know that the world is a place where Uncle Jeffrey can and should forgive them.

I'm sure the world would come to an end if I were allowed to feel a sense of relief and well-being for any length of time.

Bigots see something they expect and then they stop thinking about what is in front of them

Bigots see something they expect and then they stop thinking about what is in front of them," I told him. "It's probably how they got to be bigots in the first place.

We're always disappointed when we find out someone has human limits, the same as we do. It's stupid for us to feel that way, and we really ought to know better, but that doesn't seem to slow us down.

There's the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There's the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn't give you what you thought they would.

In real life, the chair doesn't break when you slug somebody with it, the way it does in the movies. The person you hit is the one who breaks.

So I reached over, took her hand, and squeezed gently. After a while, I said, "Molly, I don't think it's ever going to happen. But if it ever does, the first time damned well isn't going to be like that. You deserve better. So do I.