Quotes About Anticipation

You aint ready for that.

What are you going to do? Go to sleep. I mean long range. I'm talking long range.

He sipped his coffee. The face that lapped and shifted in the dark liquid in the cup seemed an omen of things to come.

Before man was war waited for him.

What are you going to do? I dont know. Wait. For what? I dont know. When will you know? When it gets here.

Before we mire up too deep in the accusatory voice it might be well to remind ourselves that you can't misrepresent what has yet to occur.

You always did think the worst. And was seldom disappointed.

Every book should begin with attractive endpapers,' he had once told Meggie. 'Preferably in a dark color: dark red or dark blue depending on the binding. When you open the book it's like going to the theater. First you see the curtain. Then it's pulled aside and the show begins.

Well what does it matter,' he muttered when he was out in the corridor. 'Who wants to know the end of a story in advance?

It was like a promise that wishes could come true, that desire might lead to more than yearning.

Jedes Buch sollte mit so einem Papier beginnen (...) Am Besten mit einem dunklen: dunkelrot, dunkelblau, je nachdem, wie der Einband des Buches ist. Wenn du dann das Buch aufschlägst, ist es wie im Theater: Erst ist da der vorhang - du ziehst ihn zur Seite, und die Vorstellung beginnt.

We don't care about what you did yesterday—we care about what you're going to do tomorrow.

Most people who hope have their hopes dashed. That's realism, but everyone whose hopes weren't dashed started off by having hope. Hope's the price of admission.

discounting' is when you discount something too much, just because it's some time in the future.

What they are is hopeful.

I've been waiting a long time for this. Hi ... I'm your Aunt Cassie.

1948: "It was all there in our emotions as they took off

Tomorrow. There was something hopeful, even about the word.

Keep hoping, keep guessing, keep dreaming.

after Alvin we would be on board the other boat by now … Didn't

text from Joanie: "R u ready to roll? Hang in there. It will be over soon. C u tonight. Luv u." He texted back: "All systems go. C u soon. Love u.

By the time we met up again, she'd be able to hand her reaction to me as a tidy package: a single square of lasagna in a sealed Tupperware container as opposed to a squalid kitchen with tomato sauce splattered on the counters. And I wouldn't have to be there while she got it in order.

I was six years old when Congress gave women the right to vote. I've been waiting for you ever since.

John Thomas says good-night to Lady Jane, a little droopingly, but with a hopeful heart.