Quotes About Anticipation

It is not desirable that we should live as in the constant atmosphere and presence of death; that would unfit us for life; but it is well for us, now and then, to talk with death as friend talketh with friend, and to bathe in the strange seas, and to anticipate the experiences of that land to which it will lead us. These forethinkings are meant, not to make us discontented with life, but to bring us back with more strength, and a nobler purpose in living.

Success is full of promise till men get it; and then it is a last year's nest, from which the bird has flown.

Now, long before it came to the final reckoning, to payment of promise implied, she began to set the stage for the great renunciation. "Let's not spoil it," she would say, caressing the man's lapels with long silken fingers. "Let's not spoil what we have . . .

I have never met a vampire personally, but I don't know what might happen tomorrow.

Night is an abyss at the edge of a footstep, raining anvils in a mercury-retrograde imagination needing chemicals. Fog is a curtain of anticipation. When lifted our way is lit by stars on a high dose of infinity.

Maybe we weren't at the Last Supper, but we're certainly going to be at the next one.

Already she knew that the sound of a lock clicking into place would forever be a sensual cue, a promise Rafe would make to her of the pleasure he was going to give her with his hands, his lips, his --

What do you say to a dog before he eats?

four full days before his next start." Vicki's heart stilled in her chest as she watched the

You never told me how the story ends, Gabe." She held her breath, waiting for his response. His expression held all the love and desire she knew he felt for her. "It doesn't.

The future always comes as a surprise, but political wisdom consists in attempting at least some partial judgment of what that surprise may be.

We seem to be sitting around waiting for the next fucking disaster." he said, which went into the official log as - DCI Seawoll felt that our operational posture was too reactive.

I read today's news last month but this time it's worse.

I'd rather be a pessimist because then I can only be pleasantly surprised.

By failing to prepare, you a preparing to fail.

I couldn't wait for the sun to come up the next morning so that I could get out on the course again.

In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.

I had the endless day, months and months of endless days, and yet my return date bounded this sense of boundlessness, kept it from becoming threatening.

I'll project myself into several futures simultaneously.

The former says he waits for me ahead, but I doubt I'll arrive in time . . .

It was as though it had already happened; predicting it felt like recalling a traumatic event.

Were ready for him!

We think of pieces of music from a distance as blocks of time, but can we hold more than a second or two in our minds? And are we—with all music, to some extent—waiting around for some pinpointed extraordinariness to happen? Not

Weeks passed with no word, and I became convinced that I would be staying at the CEA.