Quotes About Patience

She could no longer borrow from the future to help her through the present grief. Tomorrow would bring its own trial with it; so would the next day, and so would the next...

tomorrow would bring its own trial with it so would the next day, and so would the next; each its own trial and yet the very same that was so now so unutterably grievous to be

I want my happiness! . . . Many, many years have I waited for it! It is late! It is late! I want my happiness!

La felicità è come una farfalla: se l'insegui non riesci mai a prenderla, ma se ti metti tranquillo può anche posarsi su di te

She was patient,—a martyr, indeed,—but she forbore to pray for her enemies; lest, in spite of her forgiving aspirations, the words of the blessing should stubbornly twist themselves into a curse.

when a man's spirit has been thoroughly crushed, he may be peevish at small offences, but never resentful of great ones.

Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and till Doomsday

The moment any of them gave up on the difficult work of living with their neighbors—and all of the compromise, frustration, and delay that inevitably entailed—they risked losing everything.

What would love do now?

In time, all storms settle to a pleasant breeze.

You have three hundred sixty-five days of immunity. And then, looking him in the eye, said, And I'll be seeing you on day three hundred sixty-six.

I think it's outrageously cruel to keep a puzzle that they know is missing a single piece.

but how can you live in the moment when all you want is for the moment to end?

Tomorrow is going to have to take care of itself for a while, Alyssa says. Then she adds, Yesterday, too.

At last, he allows himself the wonderful luxury of hope.

But it's not going to happen today—and there is a deep, abiding comfort in that. Deep enough to carry me through till tomorrow.

Each day the sea is exactly the same. We seem no closer, and no farther from anything.

No matter how smart we think we are, we simply can't know all there is to now-and if you spend all your time thinking about those things, it will drive you crazy.

Can we just get on with this already?(7).

She didn't answer him. He didn't expect her to. It was just a seed he wanted to plan.

Life is a dance that concludes on its own schedule. And so there we sit, keeping each other company as we wait for the last petal to fall.

My father has this irritating habit of saying the same thing whenever something bad happens. This, too, shall pass, he says. What annoys me is that he's always right about it. What annoys me even more is that he always reminds me later when it does pass, as a smug I told you so.

Please stay broken, Callie," I pray. "Please stay broken as long as I am.

Their sleep was dreamless, as it would be for a long, long time.