Quotes About Expectation

Pike was silent for a moment, then simply hung up. To expect more was to be disappointed. Everett's

Cuando aprendas a aceptar en lugar de esperar, tendrás menos decepciones".

Los animales aceptan y los humanos esperan. Nunca oirás a un conejo decir: espero que el sol salga esta mañana para poder ir al lago a jugar. Si el sol sale o no sale, no estropeara el día al conejo. Es feliz siendo un conejo. El caballero pensó en esto. No recordaba a ninguna persona que fuera feliz simplemente por ser una persona".

I won't have it, in poetry, that bulk counts. People say to me, 'Now settle down and do a long work, since you have shown the public that you can produce beautiful short poetry.' And their implication tells me that making two verses or a short poem does not satisfy their concept of what an accomplished poet should be able to do. Bulk they want, as evidence of a man's power.

Když jsou hodní lidé, které máme rádi, je v tom stejnÄ› vždycky o?ekávání a nadÄ›je na opÄ›tovanou lásku. Ale cizí lidi tím nic nezískají, jen ve svÄ›tÄ› nar?stá celkové množství lásky. A za tuhle lásku jsem vd??ná.

When our god fails to respond in the ways we expect, we humans tend to respond in one of two ways. We either blindly intensify our acts of worship or lash out in righteous anger.

Chance favors only the prepared mind.

The lesson is simple: it may be too late to be spoiled by a parent, but it is never too late to make other people spoil you. It is all in your attitude. People are drawn to those who expect a lot out of life, whereas they tend to disrespect those who are fearful and undemanding.

The world wants to assign you a role in life and once you except that role you are doomed.

kids you expect them to put a good effort into everything they do. Explain the reason you demand effort is so they

One member of the company was still awaited; the shepherd-boy for the nymphs to woo, the knight for whom the ladies waited at the window

One member of the company was still awaited; the shepherd-boy for the nymphs to woo, the knight for whom the ladies waited at the window, the prince that was to kiss the sleeping summer back to life and love. But when meadow-sweet, debonair and odorous in amber jerkin, moved graciously to his place in the group, then the play was ready to begin.

But chance runs like a river through all our lives, and being prepared for surprise is the best we can do.

They don't come to church on Sunday morning to think about new ideas or even the old important ones. They want to hear what they've been told before, with only some small variation on what they've been hearing all their lives, and then they want to go home and eat pot roast and say it was a good service and feel satisfied. But

This country's crazy in terms of fame and what people think it means. They expect a writer to be something between a Hollywood starlet and the village idiot.

People don't want to be disturbed. They want assurance. They don't come to church on Sunday morning to think about new ideas or even the old important ones. They want to hear what they've been told before, with only some small variation on what they've been hearing all their lives, and then they want to go home and eat pot roast and say it was a good service and feel satisfied.

Someday her prince would come. And he'd be a rich and hairy Alpha dude who howled at the moon and pissed on fire hydrants.

There's a giant gap between what you imagine yourself doing and what you're capable of doing and it hurts pretty bad when you fall into that gap

Dreams shine brightest when they remain only dreams, because reality becomes prosaic all too quickly.

And here it comes!

I had never wanted kids, because I had never wanted a man to give me a kid. The thought of it, gross; the expectation of it. But if a hole in the sky opened up and two weird children fell to Earth, smashing into the ground like meteroites, then that was something I could care for. If it gleamed like it was radiating danger, I'd hold it. I would.

I'm so afraid. Because I'm so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening...They only let you this happy if they're preparing to take something from you.

She was my mother and she would not leave me. This I had simply accepted and expected. I had no more thanked her for it than i did the sun for shining on me.

Happiness like this is frightening....they only let you be this happy if they're preparing to take something away from you