Quotes About Patience

There are two things you can do with your head down - play golf and pray.

Years ago I had a 1-iron I could hit 260 yards through a doorway. Now I can hit it through the keyhole

My swing is so bad I look like a caveman killing his lunch.

Yawn. String-on-a-stick. Fine. I'll come out and chase it to make you happy.

Pursue God. Pursue his will. Then trust him to reveal it.

In our limited understanding, I think we often try to work things out and then ask God to get involved. In reality, he expects us to wait on him—to trust him. Not in a passive way, though. Waiting means to leave the details to him while we go about the work he's put in front of us.

Your recovery is going to be painstaking, like the way the ants are building the tunnels, one grain at a time. But you will get there. I just know it.

Sometimes heroism is nothing more than patience, curiosity, and a refusal to panic.

Love is a strange fact - it hopes all things, believes all things, endures all things. It makes no sense at all.

Good advice is a wise man's friend, of course; but sometimes it just flies on past, and all you can do is wave.

Human progress is not an uninterrupted march forward. It is a slow and devious movement with haltings and twistings. The pathway of man ascends and descends, wanders off into mazes. At times the trail seems to lose itself in the wilderness of human passion and folly. But inch by inch it goes forward with halting steps.

It's wonderful to be in love. And it's definitely wonderful to cuddle and have sex and get to experience life with somebody. But it's OK if you don't find him and you're 24. You can find it someday.

The way I become friends with somebody is a slow process. You can't just spill your guts and tell them everything about yourself and expect them to listen and understand you because you don't know them. It's the same thing with a relationship.

It took him years to learn the value of silence, the power of carefully chosen words.

I'm learning not to hope for what I can't control...

you just have to keep going and everything will sort itself out.

There is no worse sound in the world than someone who cannot play the violin but insists on doing so anyway.

I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I'll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I'll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.

Waiting is one of life's hardships.

Temper tantrums, however fun they may be to throw, rarely solve whatever problem is causing them.

I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before than, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar marks the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area.

It takes years for the land to recuperate from a fire, but even in the darkest of ashes eventually something can grow.

You cannot wait for an untroubled world to have an untroubled moment. The terrible phone call, the rainstorm, the sinister knock on the door—they will all come. Soon enough arrive the treacherous villain and the unfair trial and the smoke and the flames of the suspicious fires to burn everything away. In the meantime, it is best to grab what wonderful moments you find lying around.

You cannot wait for an untroubled world to have an untroubled moment.