Quotes About Patience

Polaris often remarks to Sol that Sirius loses his temper much less often these days. But the one sure way to send him into a flaming rage is to suggest that he finds a new Companion. Sirius will not hear of it. The small white sphere circling his goes untenanted, because he hopes that what Miss Smith said is true.

Look at it! It's ginger! I shall have to hide until it's grown out! Despair! Anguish! Horror!

Se a princípio não tiver sucesso, tente, tente, tente novamente.

Five weeks in the hospital fled as if down a sinkhole into the middle of the earth. ... Can waiting by definition slow, flash by? ... Time becomes even more elastic than usual--minutes can stretch for ages and days suddenly snap together. [p. 97]

Few things are begun with as much hope as a garden, and it can disappoint in direct proportion to one's anticipation.

Love never gives up, never loses faith and is always hopeful and endures every circumstance.

Searching too hard for God can get in the way of finding Him. Sometimes you just have to stop looking and let yourself be taken by surprise.

My study throngs with characters waiting to be written. Imaginary people, anxious for a life, who tug at my sleeve, crying, 'Me next! Go on! My turn!' I have to select. And once I have chosen, the others lie quiet for ten months or a year, until I come to the end of the story, and the clamor starts up again.

but he is a man, hence cannot see how tiresome it is to have explained at length what one has already fully understood.

pasaul? ir p?r?k daudz gr?matu, lai t?s izlas?tu vienas dz?ves laik?; kaut kur ir j?novelk sv?tra.

They stood in silence, looking at floorboards and corners of cornices and other such insignificances, their curiosity and compassion at the ready. They were waiting so hard that when the door cracked and Bellman appeared, they jumped.

but he is a man, hence cannot see how tiresome it is to have explained at length what one has already fully understood. My

Then nobody spoke, and they breathed the minutes in and out till they made an hour.

undid my knitting. All those little knots that you make one after another, row by row, to knit a sock, I undid them. It's easy. Take the needles out, a little tug and they just fall apart. One after another, row by row. I undid the extra heel and then I just kept going. The foot, the first heel, the ribbing of the leg. All those loops unraveling themselves as you pull the wool. Then there was nothing left to unravel, only a pile of crinkled blue wool in my lap.

just want to take some photographs. I don't think the weather is on my side, though." "You'll get to see it properly within the hour. This mist won't last long.

She stares up- and downriver in search of something. Something she longs for. Something she has been expecting every day, and every day it doesn't come, and still she waits and still she looks and still she yearns, but the hope dwindles with every day that passes. Now she waits hopelessly.

She had been able to bear not knowing a thing when she could be sure that God knew, but now...

This is a wonderful joke to play upon a prisoner, to promise forgiveness.

He who is prudent and lies in wait for an enemy who is not, will be victorious. SUN TZU

Thought before action, if you have time

Topaz was wonderfully patient - but sometimes I wonder if it is not only patience, but also a faint resemblance to cows.

She will want things to stay just as they are. She will never have the fun of hoping something wonderful and exiting may be just around the corner.

But I am not quite Jane Austen yet and there are limits to what I can stand.

Well, for inexperienced pray-ers it sometimes is. You see, they're apt to think of God as a slot-machine. If nothing comes out they say 'I knew dashed well it was empty' — when the whole secret of prayer is knowing the machine's full." "But how can one know?" "By filling it oneself." "With faith?" "With faith.