Quotes About Patience

Shad Darshan And finally, Buddhism. Buddha says everything is going to end. Do not worry about disease, because disease is going to end. H ave patience. Buddhist philosophy says there is suffering and a simple way to go beyond suffering is to have patience, to give time for samprapti to eradicate itself. That is what Buddhism has given to Ayurveda.

Your letter] is a morass of confusion, wordiness, overloaded sentences and strained metaphors… [The greater part of it is incomprehensible], or else it is that I have neither the time nor the patience to dig the principle sentence out of the surrounding forests of subordinate clauses." – Vera Brittain to her husband George Catlin, 1925.

Patience is not a virtue. It is an achievement.

A wise person is like a smoothly polished rock: it takes time to become either.

The Gingerbread House has four walls, a roof, a door, a window, and a chimney. It is decorated with many sweet culinary delights on the outside. But on the inside there is nothing—only the bare gingerbread walls. It is not a real house—not until you decide to add a Gingerbread Room. That's when the stories can move in. They will stay in residence for as long as you abstain from taking the first gingerbread bite.

The sand in the hourglass runs from one compartment to the other, marking the passage of moments with something constant and tangible. If you watch the flowing sand, you might see time itself riding the granules. Contrary to popular opinion, time is not an old white-haired man, but a laughing child. And time sings.

One sin seldom mentioned is that of killing time.

Dangling a carrot in front of a donkey—or anyone else for that matter—is not nice, and not fair, unless you eventually plan to give it up to them.

Do you have to be there exactly at seven?" Gracie asks, as she stands before my tiny sink mirror and pulls back her eyelid and looks deeply inside her eyeball. At least that's what it looks to me like she's doing. . . . But she tells me she's curling her eyelashes

The rosy hearth, the lamplight's narrow beam, The meditation that is rather dream, With looks that lose themselves in cherished looks; The hour of steaming tea and banished books; The sweetness of the evening at an end, The dear fatigue, and right to rest attained, And worshipped expectation of the night,— Oh, all these things, in unrelenting flight, My dream pursues through all the vain delays, Impatient of the weeks, mad at the days!

Get them off the Internet and stop them from looking for shortcuts. The human body does not adapt any faster than it did 30 years ago, so why should we expect performance gains to be accomplished faster today?

Often an athlete will not see the true results of a significant investment in training for up to a year after the initial training stimulus.

To paraphrase Steve Jobs, "I'm always amazed how overnight successes take a helluva long time.

Do not be impatient with your seemingly slow progress. Do not try to run faster than you presently can. If you are studying, reflecting and trying, you are making progress whether you are aware of it or not. A traveler walking the road in the darkness of night is still going forward. Someday, some way, everything will break open, like the natural unfolding of a rosebud.

Half-assed programming was a time-filler that, like knitting, must date to the beginning of the human experience.

The hours came to minutes, the minutes to seconds. And now each second was as long as all the time before

It'll all be one in a thousand years.

Change, like healing, takes time.

[S]o you plant your own garden and nourish your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers....

Don't hold your breath any longer: Perfect moments happen every day

You can't keep putting things off by grilling beards

Un pájaro de papel en el pecho dice que el tiempo de los besos no ha llegado

Funny. You talk of life as if it were a train you have to catch up with. How long have you been trying, three days? And not got a glimpse of it yet, in spite of caviar and champagne?

Courage comes and goes. Hold on for the next supply.