Quotes About Expectation

I think that's Miss Victorine now with your breakfast. Are you hungry?" "Do you expect me to sit here like a bloody fool and eat a meal?" "You'll always be a bloody fool, there's nothing to be done about that, and I don't care if you starve to death." Moving to the bottom of the stairway, she took the tray from Miss Victorine's hand. "But right now you have to maintain a modicum of health or we won't get our money.

He had expected to be challenged by this woman, not captivated. She surprised him, and surprise made him vaguely uneasy.

All the June Saturday afternoon Sam Pollit's children were on the lookout for him as they skated round the dirt sidewalks and seamed old asphalt of R Street and Reservoir Road that bounded the deep-grassed acres of Tohoga House, their home.

They're spreading out. Look unaware and sweet and innocent. It's a little hard to look innocent when I'm as big as a house.

She stood there looking up at him as if he were a good man and would save her. He was debating whether or not he was that good. Unfortunately for her, he didn't think so.

I never ever expected to meet a woman I wanted to spend my life with, let alone think I would ever admit to anyone what I was really like. You said you had nothing to give me in return for the things I do for you, but you can clearly see that wouldn't be the case.

I know," he admitted as he rested his forehead against hers, looking into her eyes. "What are we going to do now?" A slow smile curved his mouth. "I really expected you to kill me so I wouldn't have to figure that part out.

How could she not answer him more fully when he was looking at her so directly? When the deep, commanding way he said her name made her feel that if she didn't tell him the truth, he would be disappointed.

to be here in his room waiting for him, it wasn't nearly enough. They

Do you have any idea what else is going to happen to me?" His teeth grazed the back of her neck, his fingers brushed across her breast possessively. "I have all kinds of ideas, little one." "I'll just bet you do.

That way if they were disappointed or disgusted with her, she'd only have to live with that reaction for a couple of months.

Late-night promises were like Schrödinger's cat, existing in a state of flux, full of the potential to be kept or broken. Only in the morning would he know if the cat was alive or dead.

The four most over-rated things in life are champagne, lobster, anal sex, and picnics.

I don't mind admitting that I, too, have watched Hilton undergoing the sexual act. I phrase it as crudely as that because it was one of the least erotic such sequences I have ever seen. She seemed to know what was expected of her and to manifest some hard-won expertise, but I could almost have believed that she was drugged. At no point did her facial expression match even the simulacrum of lovemaking.

I can claim copyright only in myself, and occasionally in those who are either dead or have written about the same events, or who have a decent expectation of anonymity, or who are such appalling public shits that they have forfeited their right to bitch.

Erections could be like cops: often there when you emphatically didn't require them and sometimes absent when you did. Or so I have been told by friends who thought they could trust me.

Is it so hard for you to give up what you never had?

Hope is merely another face of desire.

How would I feel, he thought, If I woke up and she was making love to me? Why I believe that I would be pleasantly surprised.

You see, my plan is working. For it is written that 'if the wise man always appears stupid, his failures do not disappoint, and his success gives pleasant surprise.

Everyone at the bar turned toward The Breeze and waited, as if the next few words he spoke would reveal the true meaning of life, the winning numbers of the lottery, and the unlisted phone number of God.

if the wise man always appears stupid, his failures do not disappoint, and his success gives pleasant surprise.

Sie kam im schlichten Morgenmantel zur Tür, mit zerzausten Haaren und dem ungenierten Gähnen eines Menschen, der sich gezwungenermaßen mit einem Geisteskranken auseinandersetzen muss, welcher unerklärlicherweise den Morgen als Beginn seines Tages betrachtet, statt – wie es rechtens wäre – als dessen Ende

Forgive me if I stare, I knew you were young, but even then I was expecting someone a little more, well, more.