Quotes About Patience

The only time people actually see that you're not listening to them is when you're displaying extreme impatience. You want them to hurry up and get to the point. People notice that. And they rarely think better of you for it. You may as well be shouting, "Next!" at them.

When you find yourself mentally or literally drumming your fingers while someone else is talking, stop the drumming. Stop demonstrating impatience when listening to someone. Stop saying (or thinking) "Next!" It's not only rude and annoying, but it's sure to inspire your employees to find their next boss.

getting mad at people for being who they are makes as much sense as getting mad at a chair for being a chair.

One day blurs into the next, one week is indistinguishable from another. Their existence consists of waiting for the weekend, then waiting for retirement, and then waiting for death.

I tan the easy way. I just wait for my liver spots to connect.

This is life, I suppose. You stick to the moment you're in whether it's good or bad. Next

Be patient, darling, and try to trust both your heavenly and your earthly father. You know that no trial can come to you without your heavenly Father's will, and that He means this for your good. Look to Him and he will help you to bear it, and send relief in His own good time and way.

God does not always take us where we want to go, but He always leads us where we need to be.

Mamma said that when you don't love someone one bit, you have to try to see them like Jesus would. It's a hard thing to do. Even Mamma has to squint sometimes.

You will never have all the answers, Millie. You will always have to seek the Lord and trust Him with things you don't understand. But trusting Him comes easier the longer you walk with Him, the more you understand how good and faithful He is.

God doesn't want you to wait, he wants you to live.

Even if you feel like you have lost Him, Gavi, He hasn't lost you.

Life is not long at all, never long enough, but days are very long indeed.

I wait every year for summer, and it is usually good, but it is never as good as that summer I am always waiting for.

Impatience leading swiftly to boredom is my vice, not panic.

Looking at the past is like lolling in a rocking chair. It is so relaxing and you can rock back and forth on the porch, and never go forward.

If nothing's working for you, if you feel as though you're pushing forward against the grain, the most productive and proactive thing you can do is nothing. Nature is turning you inward, to gain power through peace, rather than outward to gain power through activity.

I will stay in the car until the last minute that I'm going to jump out and do a standup or jump out and do some interviews.

I don't worry about being in a hurry any more, because my faith in God will always deliver me on time.

I do some of my best thinking while pulling weeds.

They were all annoying and deeply inadequate humans, but I didn't want to kill them. Okay, maybe a little.

recharge my ability to cope with humans at close quarters without losing my mind.

All right," she said, and looked at me for what objectively I knew was 2.4 seconds and subjectively about twenty excruciating minutes.

She watched me search for seven minutes and forty seconds, then said, "Can I ask you a question?" I never know how to answer this. Should I go with my first impulse, which is always "no" or just give in to the inevitable? I said, "Is it contract-relevant?" Big, adolescent human sigh noise. "I just want to understand something." I gave in to the inevitable. "Yes.