Quotes About Anticipation

Advent creates people, new people.

The Advent season is a season of waiting, but our whole life is an Advent season, that is, a season of waiting for the last Advent, for the time when there will be a new heaven and a new earth.

Events cast their shadows ahead; before a harsh winter, wild animals grow thicker fur, and the beaver puts on a thicker layer of fat. What kind of times and what sort of tasks can lie ahead for a generation that must think so harshly, even at such a young age, in order to survive?

Christ is knocking. It's still not Christmas, but it's also still not the great last Advent, the last coming of Christ.

and we will have such a splendid row on grandfather's big pond. How nice it will be!" Annie kissed the child, who was her favourite among them all, for he seemed to love her best, and had called her "sister Annie" from the first; but still she said firmly, "We will have a beautiful row when spring comes, Willie; but on Thursday I had much rather stay at home with Rhoda!

There never was night that had no morn.

?imdi kim bilir nas?l s?k?c? bir ya?am bekliyordu?

Muhakkak farkl? birÅŸeyler olagelmeli,öyle bir ÅŸey ki insan:Art?k sonuna gelmiÅŸ olsam bile beklemeye deÄŸmiÅŸ diyebilmeli.

This life looked like being a wash-out, so I pinned my hopes to the next.

I've had some incredible moments in my life - thus far. I hope a lot more are coming.

Hollywood... a city I was to come back to time and again, in sickness and in health, in success and in failure, with anticipation and with dread.

I'm training my left hand to write, in case I lose the ability in my right. That's gymnastics for the dying.

Oh, it is wonderful to wake up in the morning with things to look forward to!

crowd holding its breath. I'll be fightin' til I'm six feet underground Her eyes were squeezed

I flapped open the lid of my cardboard guitar case and whipped out my old Martin. Mr. Killen seemed a little taken aback. I think he wasn't sure whether I was going to play the guitar or brain him with it. He breathed a sigh of relief when I went into a song. Bill hustled his guitar out as fast as he could and joined in. I sang loud and strong with the security that comes with knowing that one way or another, it'll be over soon.

I enjoy the preparatory elements of travel - packing my bags and choosing my outfits - but my favourite part is getting there.

He did not want to see the war movie. It would be full of shit.

There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.

Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

That makes the air very sweet, just being able to smell it and know you're going to keep smelling it. You're already ahead on your day.

Best not to anticipate too much ... it jiggles the possibilities.

Mr. Dortmunder, this is too good a story to just jump in and tell the end." Dortmunder hated stories that were that good, but

Waiting for dusk and someone dear to come and whip him down the street, gently home