Quotes About Anticipation

Once, she believed that she was only waiting for something to happen to her. And yet now it seems that something has begun around her. The thing she has been waiting for?though she cannot say what it is?has started making itself felt in the very air around her. She does not know how to behave, she realizes, nor what to expect. She does not even know anymore what to hope for.

I rarely cry. I save my feelings up inside me like I have something more specific in mind for them. I am waiting for the exact perfect situation and then BOOM! I'll explode in a light show of feeling and emotion - a pinata stuffed with tender nuances and pent-up passions

Remember what it was like when you'd be getting ready to jump rope... two people were turning it, and you were waiting for exactly the right moment to jump in? I feel like that all the time.

That's why the sweetness of the sexual contact is perfect, but it can only be a dissappointment.

If I have any rule pertaining to my profession, that rule is: anything can happen today. Nothing is impossible.

They all lived so steeped in fear that the losses they had yet to suffer had already consumed them.

Waiting for a special occasion to kill me? Christmas is coming.

Goodness," Tessa said to the back of his head. "If you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions.

The power in capitalism must not be mindless. Unless it is combined with knowledge, mere economic power or money is fruitless. Enterprise involves memory of the past and anticipation of the future, and it is creative. It is not a simple incentive system of rewards and punishments, of carrots and sticks. It is an information system, and it is governed less by economic theory as we know it than by information theory.

The architecture of our future is not only unfinished the scaffolding has hardly gone up.

Perhaps the safest prediction we can make about the future is that it will surprise us.

It is not the cares of today, but the cares of tomorrow, that weigh a man down.

The pleasure of sport was so often the chance to indulge the cessation of time itself--the pitcher dawdling on the mound, the skier poised at the top of a mountain trail, the basketball player with the rough skin of the ball against his palm preparing for a foul shot, the tennis player at set point over his opponent--all of them savoring a moment before committing themselves to action.

You hear that? That's the mating call of the northmen! They want to fuck us! Well, I haven't had a good fuck in weeks, I'm ready for one!

Hold yourself.. why Winter is coming." Eddard Stark

You used to have the jokes about never fixing the roof until it rained. People were undoubtedly the same now, or worse. They might well wait until something happened that forced them to act; that something would almost certainly be unpleasant—most likely, serious. Yet

trouble you're expecting never happens; it's always something that sneaks up the other way.

A long summer always meant a long winter to come.

When we speak of the morrow nothing is ever certain.

I do so hope he plays us 'The Rains of Castamere.' It has been an hour. I've forgotten how it goes.

No one will be alive by the last book. In fact, they all die in the fifth. The sixth book will be just a thousand-page description of snow blowing across the graves ...

I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.

She was no stranger to waiting, after all. Her man had always made her wait.

How do you fight someone if you can't hit them?