Quotes About Anticipation

Worry is a dividend paid to disaster before it is due.

In his mind he fingered the necklace of the days to come.

It reads better than it lives .

He had never before felt so self-consciously young, nor experienced such appetite, such impatience for the story to begin.

I'm holding back, delaying the information. I'm lingering in the prior moment because it was a time when other outcomes were still possible.

Waiting. Simply one person doing nothing, over time, while another approached.

At the back of my mind I had a sense of us sitting about waiting for some terrible event, and then I would remember that it had already happened.

She was like a bride-to-be who begins to feel her sickening qualms as the day approaches, and dares not speak her mind because so many preparations have been made on her behalf the happiness and convenience of so many good people would be put at risk.

An old friend of mine, a journalist, once said that paradise on earth was to work all day alone in anticipation of an evening in interesting company.

She resented the way she was listening out for him, her attention poised, holding its breath, for the creak of the door or a floorboard. Wanting it, dreading it.

a sound principle being that nothing was ever as one imagined it, and this was an efficient means of excluding the worst.

üks inimene, kes ootab teist, on nagu matemaatiline tehe, mil pole emotsioonidega mingit pistmist. Ootab. Üks inimene ei tee lihtsalt tükil ajal midagi, kuni teine kohale jõuab.

Then it came to her plainly what she felt about Jack's return. So simple. It was disappointment that he had not stayed away. Just a little longer. Nothing more than that. Disappointment.

I wanted characters I could believe in, and I wanted to be made curious about what was to happen to them.

A very smart man I once knew said that anticipation was sixty percent of life

Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman's ass. Any minute now. Any minute.

He said, 'Yeah, but will I get chicks? In truckloads?

Rose pictured him standing at the boundary of the Ogletree house in that enormous fur cape, with a giant sword sticking over his shoulder, roaring at the top of his lungs and then being upset that nobody came out, and laughed.

Ask! the cat said. Ask, Kate! Saiman prompted. Ask! one of the volhvs called out. I took a deep breath. The cat leaned forward in anticipation. Would you like some milk?

Anticipation zinged through me. I knew exactly how much space separated us. I felt every inch of it, charged with electric energy. If he touched me right now, I'd probably jump a foot in the air. I stared straight ahead. We didn't do well in a small, confined space. This was a terrible idea. Maybe I should roll down the window to let some of the sexual tension out.

I'd appreciate it if in the future when you come up with a plan that makes a hardened criminal pause, you could at least give me the gist of it ahead of time. In broad strokes.

The secret of success is to be ready when your opportunity comes.

I just try to think of all the things that could go wrong so in that split second when it happens, maybe your body reacts in a way where it protects you just a little.

Your body is smarter than you are, so you always have to stay one step ahead.