Quotes About Patience

Time is our friend in trouble," she said, "because it tells us that the sorrow cannot last for ever.

Quite alone. No voice, no touch, no hand....How long must I lie here? For ever? No, only for a couple of hundred years this time, miss....

That's all you're waiting for, isn't it? But no, you must have the slow death, the bloodless killing that leaves no stain on your conscience. . . .

You shut the door and you pull the curtains and then it's as long as a thousand years and yet so soon ended.

I got to the end of the story before I'd realized what she'd done. Just as Jake had waited, interviewing the Mariners, Jillian had waited out my first answers so that I would give her a better one.

Things usually work out in the end. What if they don't? That just means you haven't gotten to the end yet.

They say things will work out in the end. What if they don't? Then you haven't come to the end.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.

The trouble with babies is that they are made like a safe- no way to see what's inside and no guarantee that the effort will be worth the trouble. spin the numbers, crack the code, but the door won't swing open. Babies are safes on time-delay. It takes years for the door to swing open, and even when it does, the best minds are undecided as to the value of the contents

I have had a lot to put up with, she said, looking meaningfully at me. I know the Bible tells us to turn the other cheek but there are only so many cheeks in a day.

It takes so little time to change a lifetime and it takes a lifetime to understand the change.

It is going dark. There are bombs exploding. Alice is losing patience. She throws down the map and shouts at Gertrude: 'THIS IS THE WRONG ROAD.' Gertrude drives on. She says, 'Right or wrong, this is the road and we are on it.

Time was my Medusa. Time was turning me to stone.

Those old sayings about Give It Time, and Time is a Healer depend on just whose time it is.

The moment has been waiting the way the top step of the stairs waits for the sleepwalker.

We were patient enough to count the hairs on each other's heads, too impatient to get undressed. Neither of us had the upper hand, we wore matching wounds.

I will have red roses next year. A forest of red roses. On this rock? In this climate? I'm telling you stories. Trust me.

Ti do un consiglio: quando sei giovane e ti capita di leggere qualcosa che non ti piace affatto, mettilo da parte e rileggilo tra tre anni dopo. Se ancora non ti piace, rileggilo dopo altri tre anni. E quando sei giovane - quando arrivi ai cinquant'anni come me - rileggerai il libro che ti è piaciuto in assoluto di meno.

Time is a great deadener. People forget, get bored, grow old, go away.

The trouble with babies is that they are made like a safe – no way to see what's inside and no guarantee that the effort will be worth the trouble.

However great a man's natural talent may be, the act of writing cannot be learned all at once.

Di solito si ottiene con tutta sicurezza e assai presto ciò che non si ha fretta di ottenere.

Respetad a la infancia y no os deis prisa en juzgarla ni para el bien ni para el mal. Dejad

I cannot repeat too often that to control the child one must often control oneself.