Quotes About Expectation

To hope for nothing, to expect nothing, to demand nothing. This is analytical despair.

The nation was cracking under the weight of bloated modernity and all the patches pasted onto its excessive and malfunctioning hypercomplexity, and people were bewildered by the strange glitches, failures and shortages. Going forward, nothing would really work anymore as it was designed to, yet the hope and expectation that it would all magically recover dominated the chatter in the rare moments when people could step back from their frantic lives and share a meal or a drink.

To travel hopefully is better than to arrive.

That was one of the virtues of being a pessimist: nothing was ever as bad as you thought it would be.

As they prepared themselves to go ashore no one doubted in theory that at least a certain percentage of them would remain on the island dead, once they set foot on it. But no one expected to be one of these. Still it was an awesome thought and as the first contingents came struggling up on deck in full gear to form up, all eyes instinctively sought out immediately this island where they were to be put, and left, and which might possibly turn out to be a friend's grave.

A man loves a thing. That don't mean it's gotta love him back.

Pressure is expectation, scrutiny and consequence,' says Gilbert Enoka. 'Under pressure, your attention is either diverted or on track. If you're diverted, you have a negative emotional response and unhelpful behaviour. That means you're stuck. That means you're overwhelmed.' On the other hand, if your attention is on track you have situational awareness and you execute accurately. You are clear, you adapt and you overcome.

People do not marry people, not real ones anyway; they marry what they think the person is; they marry illusions and images. The exciting adventure of marriage is finding out who the partner really is.

There is no relationship between the gestures and what an orchestra will do.

Let's embrace the expectation that we will not be treated better than the early disciples when we share Christ the way they did.

What you hope for determines what you live for. What you hope for determines WHO you live for. Hope misplaced can devastate you.

Infinite players, on the other hand, continue their play in the expectation of being surprised. If surprise is no longer possible, all play ceases.

Always expect the unexpected. Right around Thanksgiving, when the new Alex Cross will be out. It's called Four Blind Mice and it's a pretty amazing story about several murders inside the military.

They must wait. The gates were closed. The keys that could open them were in other hands.

the basic stuff of the universe, at its core, is looking like a kind of pure energy that is malleable to human intention and expectation in a way that defies our old mechanistic model of the universe--as though our expectation itself causes our energy to flow out into the world and affect other energy systems.

The misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never happen.

He was still where he had always been. Just hoping.

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world around him. The unreasonable man expects the world to adapt itself to him. Therefore all progress is made by unreasonable men.

As is true of most incipient bad things in life, i had not really prepared myself for this possibility.

and the green lawn, the gaudy tulips, were hushed and expectant beneath the overcast sky. Somewhere a shutter creaked. Above my head, in the wicked black claws of an elm, a marooned kite rattled convulsively, then was still. This is Kansas, I thought. This is Kansas before the cyclone hits.

Waiting at the wrong place, most like.

the suddenness of the explosion had never left me, I was always looking for something to happen, always expecting it just out of the corner of my eye, certain configurations of people in public places could trigger it, a wartime urgency, someone cutting in front of me the wrong way or walking too fast at a particular angle was enough to throw me into tachycardia and trip-hammer panic, the kind that made me stumble for the nearest park bench;

Excitement about things became a habit, a part of my personality, and the expectation that I should enjoy new experiences often engendered the enjoyment itself.

He called me Bubbles, a pet name he had chosen, he told me, because I seemed to enjoy so many things. Anxious to confirm his description, I refused to let my enthusiasm wane, even when I grew tired or grumpy. Thus excitement about things became a habit, a part of my personality, and the expectation that I should enjoy new experiences often engendered the enjoyment itself.