Quotes About Anticipation

I knew you were behind the tapestry," he said. "I also knew the railing was about to give way. I was waiting for you, waiting for your fall." Waiting all my life for you, he added silently, waiting all my life for you to fall in love with me.

I must leave you, Claudia. 'Tis unlikely we will have another opportunity to speak alone again before tomorrow." His lips brushed against hers in a kiss so brief that it was over almost before she realized it began. "Do not kiss anyone else until then. I want you to save your kisses for me.

Never plan a picnic' Father said. 'Plan a dinner, yes, or a house, or a budget, or an appointment with the dentist, but never, never plan a picnic.

Each golden day was cherished to the full, for one had the feeling that each must be the last. Tomorrow it would be winter.

The anticipation of pleasing someone you love makes you practically shiver with joy.

I find myself in the unusual position of accepting an invitation before it has been extended.

Expectations destroy our peace of mind. They are future disappointments, planned out in advance.

All the way up the river she's been holding back somehow, waiting. Now you'll both have to wait. I'm not going to disappoint her, Kit. When I take you on board the Witch, it's going to be for keeps.

She could only wait. But she was not idle while she waited, because she was holding herself in readiness for whatever it was that she would have to do. She was trying not to be frightened in her mind, and she found that that sort of waiting and thinking really keep a person quite busy.

But she was not idle while she waited, because she was holding herself in readiness for whatever it was that she would have to do. She was trying not to be frightened in her mind, and she found that that sort of waiting and thinking really keep a person quite busy.

pero no era sólo que rayara el alba, sino que el silencio también se había roto. A lejos, tenue y misterioso, se presentía el ruido del mar.

It was a big deal when a new record came out; you'd buy it then find one of your mates who had a stereo and everyone would come over to listen to it together for the first time.

She remembers reaching into her schoolbag for the letter the way you reach for a second piece of cake if it remains on the table long enough. You do it without thinking, even though you've been thinking of nothing else.

I raised my wine glass to him and sipped a toast to the future, to what lay ahead.

It was foolish to indulge in elaborate preconceptions: anticipation was a featherweight, doomed to compete with the inevitable, convincing bulk of reality. The trouble was that one had to face reality without knowing beforehand precisely what it was to be. One had somehow to discover and tread the hard, between the sloughs of fearing the worst and hoping for the best.

I know that. I've read it before,' 'Is that so? What is it like to read a novel when you know what's going to happen?' 'Once you know the story, you can notice other things.

I want today to give up being so smugly sure about what tomorrow won't need.

It is hard to be warmed by starlight, when you want the sun.

How did you ever happen to remember that I might be hungry? But of course you would. Will you mind very much if I run myself into serious difficulties now and again after we are married, just for the pleasure of seeing you rise to the occasion?

Like all good mothers, she always knew the worst was going to happen and was disappointed and relieved when it finally did.

said. "I'm just not ready yet." It would take something other than my daily nagging. So one night, a night I knew would be

Don't you like them?" She ran her fingers across the waistband of her panties. "I'm afraid I can't appreciate them in such low lighting. You will have to take them off and let me have a better look." He tried to smile innocently. She rested her hands on her hips and shook her head slowly. "Very well. I will have to do it for you." He took a step closer to her.

There was no warning, not even a knock. The door flew open, and he forgot his present aches and pains in anticipation of what lay in store. The figure that stood in the door was not that of an enemy. It was worse. It was his mother.

begun. "This is going to be the absolute best day ever!