Quotes About Anticipation

Fear is terrible, but the combination of hope and fear is worse.

One of the hardest things to do as a spy, a strategist, or even just as a person, is wait.

Nice things don't happen in storybooks," Taryn says. "Or when they do happen, something bad happens next. Because otherwise the story would be boring, and no one would read it.

Act to prevent the worst thing that could happen if you don't act.

Our worst misfortunes never happen, and most miseries lie in anticipation.

La avaricia, como el amor, posee el don de la visión de los acontecimientos futuros, que presiente y adivina.

Sometimes you get a glimpse of a semicolon coming, a few lines farther on, and it is like climbing a steep path through woods and seeing a wooden bench just at a bend in the road ahead, a place where you can expect to sit for a moment, catching your breath.

It's only with mild surprise I find I don't so much read anymore, but rather teeter, wonder, take flight, like Pascal, like Madeline, like Bemelmans, like Lamorisse, like my daughters. Like Robert. Like anyone who has ever started or finished a book, or a love affair, or confused the two, in sweet anticipation of the fall.

I was walking along and this chair came flying past me, and another, and another, and I thought, man, is this gonna be a good night.

It didn't take Celeste long to realize that this was going to be the sort of book club where the book was secondary to the proceedings. She felt a mild disappointment. She'd been looking forward to talking about the book. She'd even, embarrassingly, prepared for book club, like a good little lawyer, marking up a few pages with Post-it notes and writing a few pithy comments in the margins.

Sometimes they purposely asked people over just to give themselves the incentive to clean up in a frantic rush before they arrived.

On my way. Nearly there! These were their last foolish (and often misspelled) words. Madeline

As soon as he woke he'd be desperate to give Celeste his gift. He loved giving presents. The first time she knew she wanted to marry him was when she saw the anticipation on his face, watching his mother open a birthday present he'd bought for her. "Do you like it?" he'd burst out as soon she tore the paper, and his family had all laughed at him for sounding like a big kid.

There were breakfasts when Nick was away for work. She ate her toast in bed when he was away, relishing the romantic pain of missing him, as if he were a sailor or soldier. It was like enjoying feeling hungry when you knew you'd be having a huge dinner.

If only she could have e-mailed or texted him, that would have solved everything, but mobile phones and the Internet were still in the future.

What happened never mattered all that much because he was always about to leave,

Think of your worst pre-match nerves. Except there's no match. It's just Tuesday morning. That's how it feels to be me.

She has that euphoric feeling you get at the airport after you've checked in your luggage. Nothing can stop your journey.

They were all just sitting here. Waiting. What were they meant to be doing? The desire to interact was an irresistible itch.

To those who will see, the world waits.

Always and Everywhere a Book Is Waiting for Me

And my future will be better than my past.

Im so far ahead, I got to save the last dance.