Quotes About Expectation

You're not going to die? Not right this minute. And of course, saying something like that usually resulted in immediate dying. I braced myself for a stray meteorite falling through the roof to crush my skull.

And you expect me to commute two hours each way from the Keep to the Order. I kept my voice mild. I suppose I won't be needing my job, my house, or my clothes anymore. I didn't say that. Although let me get back to you on the clothes. It's still under consideration.

If you don't explain it all to me, I might strangle somebody. Of course, Raphael might like that...

Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman's ass. Any minute now. Any minute.

Amy, Elsie Moore said in her crackling voice, her gaze fixed on Declan. I want you to get me a new bear. A blond one.

Hold your horses. I'm coming.... From where I'm standing you're just breathing laboriously. The snow swam out of focus. Breathing hard. Are you coming or just breathing hard. You've got to get your one-liners straight.

He stepped forward. "We've been together a year. How many times have you seen me hunt?" Umm. "How many times, Kate?" "None." "That's because I don't hunt. I'm a male lion. I weigh six hundred pounds. Do you really expect me to scamper through the brush after deer? When I want a steak, I want a damn steak.

Is there a cookie at the end of this lecture? ... I got a cookie after all ... Dear god, the cookie was poisoned.

Because that's what it would catch in the wild, a boar, right? I can't wait to see a pack of bunnycats take down a wild hog with those short tiny legs. Wouldn't the boar be surprised? Everybody was a comedian. May be if I oink loud enough, it'll leap across the beam and try to devour me.

Living in your dreams meant bitter disappointment when you woke up.

He said, 'Yeah, but will I get chicks? In truckloads?

Rose pictured him standing at the boundary of the Ogletree house in that enormous fur cape, with a giant sword sticking over his shoulder, roaring at the top of his lungs and then being upset that nobody came out, and laughed.

Had he expected me to hump her leg?

We have to stop anyway. I don't want you to regret this later. And I don't want your head to explode." "Really? You're so good that my head would explode?" It took him a moment. His expression changed from intense to speculative. "It's a possibility. I'm not a doctor, but Doolittle says it could happen." "That's a lot of expectation to live up to." "I exceed expectations." So modest, too.

We have to stop anyway. I don't want you to regret this later. And I don't want your head to explode. Really? You're so good that my head would explode? It took him a moment. His expression changed from intense to speculative. It's a possibility. I'm not a doctor, but Doolittle says it could happen. That's a lot of expectation to live up to. I exceed expectations. So modest, too.

Okay. I hear you. Be careful what you wish for, Princess.

No, I never expect people to be idiots," George said. "I do expect them to lack some of the necessary information, because experience has demonstrated to me that assuming someone in a key position knows everything you do leads to disaster.

Young men of this class never do anything for themselves that they can get other people to do for them, and it is the infatuation, the devotion, the superstition of others that keeps them going. These others in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred are women.

More young people believe they'll see a U.F.O. than that they'll see their own Social Security benefits.

Ambiguity around ambiguity is forgivable in an unpublished poet and expected of an arts student on the pull: for a professional comedian demoting himself to the role of 'thinker', with stadiums full of young people hanging on his every word, it won't really do.

There was no better manager at developing young players than Sir Alex. He knew just when to bring them in and take them out, and he believed in Paul Pogba. For once, in Paul's case, it did not work out. The timing was wrong, and the difference between expectation on the player's side and the manager's idea of his development did not match up.

Some younger drivers didn't grow up seeing racing as being dangerous. They break their little finger, and they are surprised. It's like, 'Be happy it's only that.'

If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course, on where you stop your story.

Set your sights high, the higher the better. Expect the most wonderful things to happen, not in the future but right now. Realize that nothing is too good. Allow absolutely nothing to hamper you or hold you up in any way.