Quotes About Expectation

You can work really hard on your physicality, on your craft, on the films you do. You can choose the best of directors, the best of productions, get the best technicians, you can put your entire body and soul into the making of a film, but at the end of the day, it all depends on the mood of that one audience member that goes into that theater.

They would have been very let down if they had to leave the theater and he had missed. He would feel badly. Everyone would feel badly. But he never let them down.

I work in theater, so I am always working in front of empty chairs. They represent a future presence. They are never just chairs.

Unless an entire row of people got up in the middle of a performance and left the theater in disgust, I felt as though I hadn't done my job.

I'd feel bad if I had you come into a theater and you leave feeling ripped off.

I always assumed I'd spend my life happily performing in artsy-fartsy little theaters.

If I am not able to go to theaters confidently and watch a film then I don't expect people to watch my film also.

My goal was always to sell out theaters. When it happens you never expect it to be like it is, but you know it feels right.

I hate the idea of theatre just being an evening pastime. It should be emotionally and intellectually demanding. I love football. The level of analysis that you listen to on the terraces is astonishing. If people did that in the theatre... but they don't. They expect to sit back and not participate.

In the theatre the audience wants to be surprised - but by things that they expect.

When you do a good theatrical production, sometimes you dream about that 8 o'clock curtain call for six months.

I hate bad reviews, so yeah, every now and then I think, 'Boy I hope everybody really likes this and thinks this theme is good.' You can't help but do that. I think we all are, or at least I am, reduced to a schoolboy seeking approval.

Don't expect to much of the future. Live in the present and let the future evolve as it will and trust.

What's going on?" she asked. "Wait till you see. You're going to like this. You're going to like me again." "I love you—I'm just not thrilled about how potent you seem to be." As

She shook her head against his shoulder. She inhaled his scent, remembered the lusty night that had gotten them here. She closed her eyes. Such a sweet memory…. And he felt one of them kick him in her belly. He pulled her closer, tighter, wanting more of that.

I'm hoping for a girl," he said. "Are you?" "I have an idea you might cut me off at two." "I'm not wild about throwing up or waddling, but I sure love carrying around a little piece of you. You're right—you make excellent babies." "We all have our special talents," he said. *

I couldn't be sure what you would be like now, but I couldn't believe you'd changed that much. And see—I was right. You turned out to be a nice guy.

I'm sorry, Cameron. Although really, it baffles me that you can even think of sex when you look at me." "I think about touching every single curve of your body. I think about kissing and tasting every part of you. I think about things I'm not allowed to do until after you deliver and mend. I can't stop thinking about all of that." "But you're allowed to hold me, right?" "I'm allowed to never let you go," he said. *

The life you pan isn't the life that happens again

I'd listen to whatever songs were on the radio, not because I liked them, but because they were my tarot cards. If the songs were good, it would be a good day. If they were bad, I'd probably get a B on a quiz.

I went to sleep every night that week waiting for whatever it was between the two of us to start traveling at the speed of flashlights, but it never did. As always, she left me wanting more, and dreaming of what it would be like if I ever got it.

Actually, I was trying to figure out if we were on a date, albeit one that had started at eight thirty in the morning.

Be grateful for holiness when you find it among churchmen, but do not expect it. As Flannery O'Connor wrote, "All human nature vigorously resists grace because grace changes us and the change is painful. Priests resist it as well as others.

Love is not a contractual exchange. Love is given with no expectation of return. Love does not keep a ledger.