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Quotes About Expectation

For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin'; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
~ Bram Stoker
I suppose that nature works on such a hopeful basis that we believe against ourselves that things will be as they ought to be, not as we should know they will be.
~ Bram Stoker
For life be, after all, only a waiting for something else than what we're doing, and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
~ Bram Stoker
I suppose that nature works on such a hopeful basis that we believe against ourselves that things will be as they ought to be, not as we should know that they will be.
~ Bram Stoker
The time is come, I fear, when I must open the parcel, and know what is written.
~ Bram Stoker
I have to be absent for a while. Do not wait for me.—D.
~ Bram Stoker
I was evidently expected, for when I got near the door I faced a cheery-looking elderly woman in the usual peasant dress--white undergarment with a long double apron, front, and back, of coloured stuff fitting almost too tight for modesty. When I came close she bowed and said, The Herr Englishman? Yes, I said, Jonathan Harker. She smiled, and gave some message
~ Bram Stoker
La naturaleza trabaja sobre unas bases de esperanza tales que creemos, aun contra nuestras propias creencias, que las cosas saldrán como deben salir, no como sabemos que saldrán.
~ Bram Stoker
Strange a quite extraordinary number of books to read, and said that he expected him to have read them by the end of the week.
~ Susanna Clarke
Rich old uncles who die are in shockingly short supply.
~ Susanna Clarke
Yes, it is." Bennett blew out his breath. "You can't expect me to…sit in the morning room and chat about the weather with her mother, and hold her yarn while she knits, and…wait five weeks before I attempt to hold her hand.
~ Suzanne Enoch
Before she could face forward again, he caught her gaze with those impossibly light-green eyes of his. "Too late. I'm already charmed, adae. Whether ye dunnae wish me to tell ye so or not." And she was charmed, as well. If only he'd been the oldest MacTaggert. If only her mother wasn't mad for a title in the family. If only, if only, if only.
~ Suzanne Enoch
I know one thing about men, Bunny says with finality, leaving the room to check on A. They never die when you want them to.
~ Suzanne Finnamore
The worst mark you can recieve is a promise, especially when it is confirmed with an oath; after which every man retires, and gives over all hopes. (referring to Chief Minister of State)
~ Swift Jonathan
I'm not going to have what I want from you until you've reached the end of the road with him. I've got all the time in the world. I can wait 'til you get there.
~ Sylvia Day
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~ Sylvia Day
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~ Sylvia Day
I've always seen white picket fences in your eyes when you look at me. I was positive I wasn't that guy. I was wrong. One of these days, when you're ready, I'll give that dream to you. And you're going to give me a gorgeous little girl or two with your dark curly hair and smiles that slay me.
~ Sylvia Day
It's become important so quickly. Maybe too quickly. I keep thinking it's too good to be true.
~ Sylvia Day
I dropped my pencil onto the notepad I'd been scribbling in, then sat back on the couch and curled my legs onto the cushion. It was rolling past nine o'clock and I hadn't heard from Gideon yet. I didn't know if that was a good or bad sign, considering he'd had an appointment with Dr. Petersen earlier.
~ Sylvia Day
Well," she said, "I'm no weatherman, but I predict you'll be getting several inches tonight.
~ Sylvia Day Crossfire Trilogy
I was supposed to be having the time of my life.
~ Sylvia Plath
I would catch sight of some flawless man off in the distance, but as soon as he moved closer I immediately saw he wouldn't do at all.
~ Sylvia Plath
I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and the candles and the silver and gilt-ribboned presents and the birch-log fires and the Christmas turkey and the carols at the piano promised never came to pass.
~ Sylvia Plath