Quotes About Patience

The great blessing and great cruelty of youth is that there seems to be time enough.

The kind of hope I have doesn't begin and end with demanding everything go back to the way it was when it can't, it can't ever, that's not how time works.

You can be innocent again. It's not true, what they say, that you can never get it back. You can. It's only that most folk cannot be bothered.

She long ago learned that if she waited and blinked and behaved like a pupil, eventually someone would lecture her on something.

Time is no one's friend--time has no social niceties and holds the door for nobody nowhere. But I hold the door for time, with my one good paw.

All time is mean young man. It takes and does not give, it rushes when you wish it would linger and drags when you wish is would fly. It flows sullenly, only in one direction, when it might take a thousand turns. You cannot get anything back once time has taken it. Time cheats and steals and lies and kills. If anyone could arrest it, they would have time behind bars faster than you can check your watch.

There is no such thing as a good wife or a good husband. Only ones who bide their time.

She wasn't angry. You can't get angry just because the world's so much bigger than you and you're stuck in it.

I will always be here, in my old chair by the door, waiting for you, whenever you are lonesome. Our little house will always look just the same as when we first blew the dust off the bookshelves, and the kettle will always be just about to boil. Sometimes I will be young, and sometimes I will be old, sometimes you will be young, and sometimes you will be old. But for as long as forever, I will keep a room for you. I swear by the sparkle in my eye and the spring in your step.

It is a terrible magic in this world to ask for exactly the thing you want. Not least because to know exactly the thing you want and look it in the eye is a long, long labor.

Who knows what wild things Sleeping Beauty dreamt of while waiting to awake?

How we would like to argue with September, and tell her that in the waiting lies the pleasure! That we here in the world of sensible folk know how to wait without twisted-up bellies and tapping feet and wishing for the sun to hurry up and rise and set. That a clever person is never bored, and a bored person is never clever. But though I am sly, I am a trickster, I am even cruel—I cannot lie.

why worry about a thing that may never come to pass? Do not ruin today with mourning tomorrow.

Eternity takes forever.

September waited. She long ago learned that if she waited and blinked and behaved like a pupil, eventually someone would lecture her on something.

Oh, please, do try to explain it to them. We'll be here for ninety years, and at the end of it they'll be quite certain you've told them that Mohammed is a turtle with an excellent singing voice. May you have better luck than I!

I will always be here, in my old chair by the door, waiting for you, whenever you are lonesome. Our little house will always look just the same as when we first blew the dust off the bookshelves, and the kettle will always be just about to boil. Sometimes I will be young, and sometimes I will be old, and sometimes you will be young, and sometimes you will be old. But for as long as forever, I will keep a room for you. I swear by the sparkle in my eye and the spring in your step.

I am sorry," said the machine, slumping at the shoulders. "I will try to have the right answer, if you will come back later." I put my hand on the creature's shoulder. "It's all right; I don't know, either. But spiders are funny and determined things, and must be treated carefully." "Yes," she said. "It is the same with clocks".

Patience is always the last ingredient in any spell, the last part in any machine, what ever your original blue prints say.

have to wait. We can get married in a few weeks.

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Each morning, when we wake—if we wake—we pick up whatever it is we've been given to carry for that day, with the sweet Lord Jesus in the yoke beside us to tote the load. Each night we lay it down, giving it into God's hands. If it's still there in the morning, we pick it up and begin again. If the burden is gone or if there is something different, we know where to start.

Growing is a patient thing, lad," Daniel explained. "You must give all living things time to adjust to their new surroundings, their new soil, then time to grow, as well.

My parents only had one argument in forty-five years. It lasted forty-three years.