Quotes About Arrival

The Barbers had said they would arrive by three. It was like waiting to begin

The arrival of any child brings you a lot of happiness.

The fact of the matter is that the most unexpected and miraculous thing in my life was the arrival in it of poetry itself - as a vocation and an elevation almost.

So they duly arrived in their grim war-graith and gear at the hall, and, weary from the sea, stacked wide shields of the toughest hardwood against the wall

I congratulate myself on not having arrived into the world until the present time. This age suits my taste.

The most amazing thing to me about the sea is the tide. A harbour like St. Ives is totally transformed in a very short space of time by the arrival or departure of the sea.

Lampard, as usual, arrived in the nick of time, but it wasn't quite soon enough.

Comes the time when it's later and onto your table the headwaiter puts the bill

When they came it was as if the lord of the world had arrived, and had brought all the glories of its kingdoms along; and when they went they left a calm behind which was like the deep sleep which follows an orgy.

A thing long expected takes the form of the unexpected when at last it comes.

ferry landing, found

He arrived, looked me over with a smiling and impudent curiosity; said he had come for me, and informed me that he was a page. Go 'long, I said; you ain't more than a paragraph.

Cuando llegaban es como si hubiese llegado el señor del universo, aportando con él todas las magnificencias de los reinos del mismo; y cuando se marchaban, dejaban tras ellos un sosiego que se parecía mucho al sueño profundo que se produce después de una orgía.

The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.

Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out, like the rain. (p. 85)

The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like clouds, and she would ring them out like the rain.

She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.

A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been living. It was out there, not waiting, but existing. Being. Perhaps it was only slightly wondering if I would come to it.

Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.

Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.

The question is, what color will everything be at the moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?

the passengers slid out as if from a torn package.

The book. The words. Her hands were bleeding like they did when she first arrived here.

The bombs were coming - and so was I.