Quotes About Patience

I don't understand," I said faintly. "You don't have to," he replied comfortingly. "Understanding how or why is very seldom as useful as understanding that things are.

no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

You poison today's ease, reaching always for tomorrow.

I tried a last time. "When you want a thing so badly for so long, and then it comes time to face that you cannot have it, sometimes—

Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that." Amber looked out to sea again. "And no less. Sometimes folk wish tomorrow did not pay them off so completely.

When are you leaving?" "As soon as I can. I've waited for weather, I've gathered my information and regained my Skill. I've tightened my muscles and renewed some skill with a blade. So much time I had to waste." "Sharpening your knife is never a waste of time. You've finally learned that. Not an apprentice any longer, nor even a journeyman. This makes you a master.

Only for a few moments, my dear. Only for a few moments.

If you want the game, you must stalk it. That is all. You cannot say, To stalk this takes too long, I wish to simply eat. It is all one. The stalking is the beginning of the eating.

There he remained, not leaning on the railing but standing straight beside her. He looked far ahead to a distant horizon. To a future he had been promised that now seemed far further than days or distance could make it.

I think I made a better boy than I do man, I admitted ruefully to the wolf. Why not wait until you've been at it a bit longer and then decide? he suggested.

Fool, cannot you ever speak plain?" I cried out in frustration. He halted as suddenly as if struck. In mid-pirouette, he lowered his heels to the floor and stood like a statue. "Would it help any?" he asked soberly. "Would you listen to me if I came to you and did not speak in riddles? Would that make you pause and think and hang upon every word, and ponder those words later, in your chamber?

Quando o único conforto que se pode obter é o sono, aceita-o. Deixar-te-á mais bem preparado para o que quer que venha em seguida.

She was a tigress. One did not waste snarls on such a creature. You waited until you could snap his spine with a single blow.

How long? I asked, and then remembered that speech came from my mouth. 'How long?

Happy comes and goes, Tats. Loving someone isn't that crazy infatuation that you feel at first. That passes. Well, not passes, but it calms down, and then sometimes, when you least expect it, you get a glimpse of the person and it all comes back again, in a big rush.

When you borrow trouble against what might be, you neglect the moment you have to enjoy.

War later is almost always better than war now.

Very little worth knowing is taught by fear," Burrich said stubbornly. And, more warmly: "It's a poor teacher who tries to instruct by blows and threats. Imagine taming a horse that way. Or a dog. Even the most knot-headed dog learns better from an open hand than a stick.

Life does not wait for any of us to grow up.

Time is an unkind teacher, delivering lessons that we learn far too late for them to be useful. Years after I could have benefited from them, the insights come to me. Now

Hay un punto muerto en la noche, la hora más negra y fría, cuando el mundo se ha olvidado del atardecer y el alba no es todavía ninguna promesa. Un momento en que es demasiado pronto para levantarse, pero tan tarde que irse a la cama no tiene sentido.

Tears welled in my eyes. Perhaps, I thought, if I do not blink, they will not spill. Perhaps if I sat very still long enough, somehow my eyes would reabsorb the tears.

Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that.

Jonge mensen schijnen er altijd van overtuigd te zijn dat er later meer tijd zal komen,' merkte Burrich op.