Quotes About Anticipation

Such is the state of life, that none are happy but by the anticipation of change: the change itself is nothing; when we have made it, the next wish is to change again.

Pleasure is seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.

His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn't prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the legs of his jeans and stood up shakily, leaning heavily on his cane. He called himself a masochist for putting himself through this torture day after day. He braced himself for the disappointment of having to go home alone. He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life. He watched the door they would come through.

During the opening credits, he said, We're in the back row. Want to just mess around instead? She looked across at him, and he grinned. It's been hours, after all. Half that time you've been furious with me. Doesn't mean I don't want to jump your bones.

I can't wait to start never seeing you again.

He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life.

her top and into the elastic waistband of the baggy pants. He lightly ground the heel of his

I expect you to get up in the morning, the rest is a surprise!

La imaginé mirándolo todo como se mira lo que uno está a punto de abandonar, incluido su marido: ojos temerosos, con anticipada nostalgia...

Its more fun to think of the future than dwell on the past.

I'll be watching. -A

Sitting and waiting for something to happen was the worst kind of torture.

Sometimes I see the future and it's like I'm a blank. I mean I know what I'll look like, that I'll exist. But I don't know who I'll be or who will be with me. At least I know who I'm not and who won't be with me.

If this was my forever, I wouldn't want to spend it here.

If you expect the worst, you'll never be disappointed.

And that was it. All this buildup to a great leap, and I didn't fall or fly. Instead I found myself back on the edge of the cliff, blinking, wondering if I'd ever jumped at all. It's not supposed to be like this.

Say what you will, but you're never prepared for the surprise attack.

Whenever something great happens, you're always kind of poised for the universe to correct itself.

Because maybe, the best of times were yet to come. You never knew.

Suddenly, I was just sure he was going to kiss me. He was there, I could feel his breath, the ground solid beneath us. But then something crossed his face, a thought, a hesitation, and he shifted slightly. Not now. Not yet. It was something I'd done so often - weighing what I could afford to risk, right at that moment - that I recognized it instantly. It was like looking in a mirror.

But anyone can begin. It was the part with all the promise, the potential, the things I loved. More and more, though, I was finding myself wanting to find out what happened in the end..

But as long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential.

Really, it had been stupid to expect anything anyway. A few late nights does not a habit, or a relationship, make.

That was just it. You never knew what lay ahead; the future was one thing that could never be broken, because it had not yet had the chance to be anything. One minute you're walking through a dark woods, alone, and then the landscape shifts, and you see it. Something wondrous and unexpected, almost magical, that you never would have found had you not kept going. Like a new friend who feels like an old one, or a memory you'll never forget. Maybe even a carousel.