Quotes About Patience

But know that there will never be another one like you for me and one like me for you. We both waited years so we could meet.

The point is, I have no patience left. You will tell me where you went when you vanished. Now." Andrea raised her chin, as if daring me to take a swing. "Or?" Or what exactly? "Or I will punch you right in the face." Andrea froze. For a second I thought she would bolt for the door. She sighed instead. "Can I at least get some coffee first?

Of course, he could also sprout tentacles in the night and try to murder me. Only time would tell.

Four or five false starts are not unusual. Such a pattern is perfectly normal and poses no extra risk to the baby if the water bag has not broken. So why not wait? There is nothing to lose.

A prince rarely arrives on a white horse. You'll recognize him all the same.

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm. ~ Willa Cather

Happiness is not reaching your goal. Happiness is being on the way.

Where do we find happiness? We pursue it, search for it, kill ourselves trying to find it, and all the time it's just here...It comes just when we've stopped expecting anything, stopped hoping, stopped being afraid.

She should have turned the other way, said nothing, waited...She's too young. She doesn't know that time heals all, wipes everything away. She doesn't know that her Bernard will change, that she will change. If they live to be old, they will change body and soul, two or even three times, perhaps more. She can't hold on to the man Bernard is today. She should leave him be, she should forget. Another Bernard will be there tomorrow.

Ci sono quelle che aspettano lo stesso uomo, e quelle che aspettano un uomo diverso da quello che è partito, disse fra sé, e tutte restano deluse.

Si supiéramos lo que recogeremos por adelantado, ¿quién sembraría su campo?

Sometimes God Calms the Storm…Sometimes He Lets the Storm Rage and Calms His Child.

Any more troubles can wait their turn.

There are many times when God's purpose and plan aren't clear. I may never know why some bad things happen, but I trust God does. That allows me to accept the bad as well as the good, even when I don't understand it.

But as Colin always reminded her when she raised such questions, trying to understand the mind of God was an exercise in futility. You had to trust in his goodness and accept that he saw the bigger picture, even if your own lens was murky.

In philosophy if you aren't moving at a snail's pace you aren't moving at all.

One can be too ingenious in trying to search out the truth. Sometimes one must simply respect its veiled face. Of course this is a love story.

There is a time limit to how long a spirited young person can be kept in cold storage.

Waiting in fear is surely one of the most awful of human tribulations.

If only it were over, done, without the awful doing of it.

I must tell her, but later, later, later, when it's all long finished and no longer an agony.

If the fates were arranging things, it was better to leave it entirely to them.

Theo wanted to call him back. But then he thought, oh let him go, there's no mending a fruitless love, it just has to be endured.

Could she endure it, the long vigil of death made visible?