Quotes About Patience

Be patient, your blessings and dreams are coming into your life! Just keep beleiving.

Love is so powerful that it always wins. Truth is so powerful that it always wins. All it takes is Time.

I'd say to any woman, get out of that bad relationship that's turning you into a shell of your former self. Learn from it and get out. Then wait enjoy yourself and your friends because, when what you want comes along, you'll spot it.

When you choose a man who thinks eight seconds is a long time, perhaps you need two of them. Hmm?

I'm afraid I'm moving too fast for you." Lois blew out a breath. "I was afraid you'd decided you didn't want me." "No." He laughed. "That's not a problem. Not at all.

You let me kiss you, but you won't let me take you out on a date." He shook his head. "Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way. Maybe I need to convince you that you can't live without me." She raised her brows. "How are you going to do that?" "I'll show you." He pressed closer as his hands roamed down her body. "But it might take all night. That okay with you?" "I've got nowhere else to be....

You know, I wouldn't mind more than a kiss." He let out a laugh. "Believe me, neither would I, but not right now." Drink your tea, get some food in your stomach, and, maybe, we'll talk." A frown creased her brow. "Talk?" He had to smile at her persistence. "We'll talk about possibly doing more than kissing, deal?

Life is like a maze of doors and then all open on the side you're on. Just keep on pushing hard, boy, try as you may...you're going to wind up where you started from.

Hunter looked around, thinking, deciding on another plan of approach. He was well acquainted with how stubborn I could be, and I could see him weighing his chances of getting through and changing my mind. He pushed himself off the house and stood before me. 'Tell me the instant you hear from Killian,' He said. I tried not to show my surprise. 'Okay.' 'I don't like this.' 'I know.' 'I hate this.' 'I know.' 'Right. So call me.

In February 1660, a Lady Monck visited the hospital, and received this greeting from one of the 'phanatiques': Most noble lady, now we see The world turns round as well as we. Whilst you adorn this place we know No greater happiness below, Than to behold the sweet delight Of him that will restore our right, Let George know we are not so mad, But we can love an honest lad.64

I'm not quite in the grave yet, darling. I just have my reservation confirmed.

What begins very badly can only get better.

Studying her small face, Hunter realized two things: he didn't want her to be like anyone else, and, right or wrong, he had to bring this torturous waiting to an end, for both their sakes.

Then this Comanche will wait. Until the Great Ones lead you in a great circle back to him.

Catherine Anderson

The girl is half my size. I think I can handle her without calling council." "You disappoint me, Hunter. Where is the patience you show with the wild horses you train? Has it gone the way of the wind?" "A horse is worth the trouble. A yellow-hair is not.

It will be well. My people will accept. You are one with them now, the wife of a warrior. In time, you will want to be beside me. Your fear will leave. You will see. Until then, this Comanche will wait, eh?

Why aren't we going now?" "You know why." He tightened his hold on her ankle and tugged her closer, rolling over onto his back to avail himself of the view. He knew she wasn't aware of how revealing a knee-length skirt could be when a man eyed it from the ground up, and he managed to keep a straight face so she wouldn't guess. "Come here, little one." "I want to go back." He hoped she stood there arguing for a time.

Don't go to sleep, Ginger-Sun." "Baz-" "I know," he muttered, "'Behave, Baz. She's been through a lot. And don't make a baby for at least three months.'" "They told you not to touch me for three months?" "Let's just say it was strongly suggested.

Sometimes it's better just to think things through than to talk about them all the time.

I had this tendency to think things through a little too much, envisioning things in the future while I completely missed the present.

But I got this picture of me with my skis crossed, butt up, face down, in the snow. Then, the next day, Gretchen and I sitting on the sofa, side by side, staring out the picture window, waiting for something interesting to happen, for someone to fall on their way past. Spring would come and we'd still be there, immobilized, and both on diets . . .

I had said that to him dozens of times over the . . . ' 'Yes, we have heard you make that statement already. Now will you

Try not to worry, for time is a great healer.' Such words were futile.