Quotes About Anticipation

Riven eyed him sidelong. "Cale, I think … that he is waiting, too. Like the shadowwalkers." "For what?" Cale started to say, but could not find his voice at first. "For what?" "For you to let him go." Riven gestured at Jak.

Riven peeked into the wagon. "You show me what you can do with those balls when I see you again, yes?" "Yes," Elden peeped.

The future, like everything else, is not what it used to be.

Every man expects some miracle — either from his mind or from his body or from someone else or from events.

Car j'ai vécu de vous attendre, Et mon coeur n'était que vos pas.

The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be.

It is odd how, when you have announced that you are leaving, it is as if you are already gone, even if your physical departure still lies months away. People begin to erase you from their minds, and you walk the halls with a feeling of growing transparency.

I can't predict the future.

I am so blessed. I've been way over-blessed. At 64 years old, I look forward to going to bed every night so I can wake up in the morning and see what blessing is going to come my way that day. Because you never, ever know what God's got in store for you.

If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on a wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it's not going to be fired, it shouldn't be hanging there.

They sat in the cafes with their fresh faces and long lovely legs and waited for something outrageous to happen.

Most things in the world are not unexpected if one thinks carefully about them. Even something one would call unusual- if one things about it, it's really just a thing that was supposed to happen. Encountering unusual events often means you didn't think things through.

It had been a false spring, a lie like all the other lies, and I found myself wondering it it would ever really come.

You know, we don't always understand what we're living inside of, or how it will matter. We can guess all we want and prepare, too, but we never know how it's going to turn out.

There was only the promise for the moment, as exhilarating as the feeling of champagne fizzing and dancing on my tongue.

His departure had been months and months in coming, and still I wasn't nearly ready.

Somehow anything unknown was its own minefield. Waiting for shelling was worse than the shelling itself. Once the attack started, you knew exactly where you stood and could respond. But the waiting. Yes, the waiting was the worst part.

I felt a sense of anticipation of being on the verge of something interesting.

would be two days traveling, at least, and then he'd be

When my exam results arrived several weeks later, I took the simple envelope off where I could be alone with it, my heart gunning, and broke the seal. Inside, instead of a dreadful notice telling me I'd failed, there was an official document, typed and signed. MRS. B. PURVES had been granted an English trainer's licence, good until 1925.

His brogue tipped the ends of his sentences up expectantly. I always thought he was about to say something more, but then he didn't. Jock

She was waiting for more than permission, since she already had permission. She was waiting for an order.

To say that O began to await her lover the minute he left her is a vast understatement: she was henceforth nothing but vigil and night.

He whom one awaits is, because he is expected, already present, already master.