Quotes About Patience

A too closely watched flower/blossoms the wrong color./Excess attention to the jonquil/turns it gentian. Flowers/need it tranquil to get/their hues right. Some/only open at midnight.

Stardust is the hardest thing to hold out for. You must make of yourself a perfect plane- something still upon which something settles- something like sugar grains on something like metal, but with none of the chill. It's hard to explain. Stardust

Hide and Seek It's hard not to jump out instead of waiting to be found. It's hard to be alone so long and then hear someone come around. It's like some form of skin's developed in the air that, rather than have torn, you tear.

Hope,' he said. 'Damn thing never leaves you alone.

But God will know the slow tread of an old couple's love for each other, and understand how black shadows make part of its whole.

The heart you speak of,' I said. 'It might indeed be the hardest part of Josie to learn. It might be like a house with many rooms. Even so, a devoted AF, given time, could walk through each of those rooms, studying them carefully in turn, until they became like her own home.

That was one reason why we always thought so much about being in the window. Each of us had been promised our turn, and each of us longed for it to come.

I just waited a bit, then turned back to the car, to drive off to wherever it was I was supposed to be.

And why shouldn't they? Carers aren't machines. You try and do your best for every donor, but in the end, it wears you down. You don't have unlimited patience and energy. So when you get a chance to choose, of course, you choose your own kind. That's natural. There's no way I could have gone on for

But I really wanted to find it for you. And when it looked in the end like it wasn't going to turn up, I just said to myself, one day I'll go to Norfolk and I'll find it there for her.

In the meantime, my father's condition had grown neither better nor worse. As I understood, he was asleep for much of the time, and indeed, I found him so on the few occasions I had a spare moment to ascend to that little attic room. I did not then have a chance actually to converse with him until that second evening after the return of his illness.

I have come here to relate something to you, Father.' 'Then relate it briefly and concisely. I haven't all morning to listen to you chatter.

It's not so bad now,' she said, even though the rain was as steady as ever. 'Let's just go out there. Then maybe the sun will come out too.

There was not a soul to be seen, and apart from a hammering noise echoing from somewhere distant, and an occasional coughing in a room to the back of the house, there is still no sound to be heard. The landlady is clearly not yet up and about, suggesting there is little chance of her serving breakfast earlier than her declared time of seven thirty.

A wound that healed slowly, but heal it did.

Pero Dios sabrá valorar el lento discurrir del amor que una pareja de anciones siente el uno por el otro, y comprender que las negras sombras forman parte de su totalidad

Un giorno, forse non molto lontano, imparerai come ci si sente ». Così rimani in attesa, anche se non sai esattamente di cosa, in attesa del momento in cui comprenderai che sei davvero diversa da loro;

To see the best before I have properly begun would be somewhat premature.

Days will get dark in this life. There will be good days and hard times. But be STILL and know that God is God.

He put his life on hold as he waited for his life to begin.

Watch a French housewife as she makes her way slowly along the loaded stalls… searching for the peak of ripeness and flavor… What you are seeing is a true artist at work, patiently assembling all the materials of her craft, just as the painter squeezes oil colors onto his palette ready to create a masterpiece.

Cooking is an art and patience a virtue... Careful shopping, fresh ingredients and an unhurried approach are nearly all you need. There is one more thing - love. Love for food and love for those you invite to your table. With a combination of these things you can be an artist - not perhaps in the representational style of a Dutch master, but rather more like Gauguin, the naïve, or Van Gogh, the impressionist. Plates or pictures of sunshine taste of happiness and love.

Just stay still, if you stay still it can't find you. That's sharks, you idiot. Sharks and dinosaurs. This isn't Jurassic Park.

Tell me when you want to pick it up again. Tell me when Satan starts a snowball fight. I'll do that. Lunch?