Quotes About Anticipation

I like to compare the holiday season with the way a child listens to a favorite story. The pleasure is in the familiar way the story begins, the anticipation of familiar turns it takes, the familiar moments of suspense, and the familiar climax and ending.

A friend of mine was in a taxi in Washington, D.C., going slowly past the National Archives, when he noticed the words on the cornerstone of the building: "The past is prologue." He read them out loud to the taxi driver and said, "What do you think that means, 'The past is prologue'?" The taxi driver said, "I think it means, 'Man, you ain't seen nothin' yet!

It is strange how people always speak quietly in the darkness before dawn.

The purpose of thinking about the future is not to predict it but to raise people's hopes.

Autumn is the hush before winter.

The so called unconscious inferences can be traced back to the all-preserving memory, which presents us with parallel experiences and hence already knows the consequences of an action. It is not anticipation of the effects; rather, it is the feeling: identical causes, identical effects .

In today already walks tomorrow.

É mais fácil inventar o futuro do que prevê-lo.

Happiness in life is all about three things—something to do, someone to love, and something to look forward to.

If he's like any other man I've ever met, it's not my smile he's going to be looking at.

Being happy boils down to three things. Something to do. Someone to love. And something to look forward to.

The trick here is to give up imagining how things are gonna be. Or, at the very least, to give up believing that the way you imagine things are going to be has anything to do with the way they really will be.

People ask me to predict the future, when all I want to do is prevent it.

We get it. Plants are pretty and smell nice. For us, the new and exotic frontier is season finale cliff-hangers.

The trick to happiness wasn't in freezing every momentary pleasure and clinging to each one, but in ensuring one's life would produce many future moments to anticipate.

Expectation. That is the true soul of art. If you can give a man more than he expects, then he will laud you his entire life. If you can create an air of anticipation and feed it properly, you will succeed.

THE BEST WAY TO FOOL SOMEONE, in Vin's estimation, was to give them what they wanted. Or, at the very least, what they expected. As long as they assumed that they were one step ahead, they wouldn't look back to see if there were any steps that they'd completely missed.

DON'T SPOIL STORIES!

WATCH, the Rider said. YOU WANTED TO KNOW WHAT WAS BEYOND THE NEXT HILL. SEE THEM ALL.

Wayne held back a smile, tucking it into his pocket for later use.

Raoden turned to regard the large Dula. "What does it matter? It's not like we have anything pressing to do. It's actually quite pleasant up here—you should just sit back and enjoy it." An ominous crash came from the clouds above them, and Raoden felt a wet drop splat against his head. "Fantastic," Galladon grumbled. "I'm enjoying myself already.

But expectations were like fine pottery. The harder you held them, the more likely they were to crack.

The day had finally arrived, a day I'd been awaiting for ten years. A glorious day, a momentous day, a day of import and distinction. It was time to buy a hot dog.

It is you!" the man exclaimed. "We thought you weren't coming for another week!" "Ashe," Sarene mumbled, "who is this lunatic and what does he want with me?