Quotes About Anticipation

I want to know what became of the changes we waited for love to bring/Were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening?

We are so excited for what's next. I think that's what I love most about it, the energy and the excitement that comes from that.

I love to be nervous before a scene.

For what we cannot accomplish, what is denied to love, what we have lost in the anticipation a descent follows, endless and indestructible.

I personally love a cliffhanger - I think it just extends the pleasure of viewing.

We need to stop, and admit it: we have a prediction problem. We love to predict things—and we aren't very good at it.

I love the future we might invent for ourselves that I have not yet dreamt of.

When you know the language of love,it's easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you.

Depression is the flaw in love. There's no such thing as love without the anticipation of loss. And that specter of despair can be the engine of intimacy.

I love being pregnant!

I'm going to wait til the midnight hour, that's when my love begins to shine.

Love wants to enjoy in other ways the human being whom it has enjoyed in bed; it looks forward to having breakfast.

I have always been the lover - never the beloved - and I have spent much of my life waiting for trains, planes, boats, footsteps, doorbells, letters, telephones, snow, rain, thunder.

I love catching a snapshot of something that is just about to happen. Or maybe something that just happened, you know. But I like especially that just-before kind of feeling.

Part of being a sentient human is the ability to anticipate others' mental states - to say "Fred's going to hate this but Jane would love it."

I've never been in love... But I imagine it's similar to the feeling you get when you see your waiter arriving with your food

I love baseball. What I love about baseball is that you are always waiting.

I love the unknown. I love the discovery of what will be happening and just kind of sitting back and not knowing.

I read and I read; and I was like a medieval king, I had fallen in love with the picture long before I saw the reality.

Maybe this won't last very long but you feel so right and I could be wrong. Maybe I've been hoping too hard. I've gone this far and it's more than I hope for.

Is not our entire life a waiting-room where we fidget about until the arrival of the train which takes us to the Great Beyond?

Stories are not chapters of novels. They should not be read one after another, as if they were meant to follow along. Read one. Shut the book. Read something else. Come back later. Stories can wait.

My mother has lived every day of her life as if it were preparation for some kind of crisis.

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