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Days may pass into months, months may pass into years, and years may pass into decades, but I will always keep waiting for you.

Deep in her soul, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she would gaze out over the solitude of her life with desperate eyes, seeking some white sail in the mists of the far-off horizon. She did not know what this chance event would be, what wind would drive it to her, what shore it would carry her to, whether it was a longboat or a three-decked vessel, loaded with anguish or filled with happiness up to the portholes. But each morning, when she awoke, she hoped it would arrive that day, and she would listen to every sound, spring to her feet, feel surprised that it had not come; then at sunset, always more sorrowful, she would wish the next day were already there.

Deep under our feet the Earth holds its molten breath, while the bones of countless generations watch us and wait.

Desperate prayers may be an indication of spiritual health rather than a sign of spiritual deficiency.

Did you ever think about boys?' I say, staring up into the dark. 'There wasn't room,' she whispers, and her voice is unbelievably sad. 'At first, after Connor, I was just waiting. I was going to get a new boyfriend soon- as soon as I was prettier or better, more perfect. But after a while there was no room for anything else. If I though about kissing or sex, I just started feeling ugly, too awful for anything good.

Espere" in Spanish, is the one word covering two meanings: "waiting" and "hoping". If life, however, offers no expectation or prospect, waiting represents time "wasted”. Waiting needs a future. If not, time is condemned to be "killed". In the event that we are lost in a gap of boredom and despair, we are driven back in a vacuum of senselessness and deadlocked in a point of nothingness. We are, so therefore, bound to watch the agony of "time". ("Waiting for a place behind the geraniums " )

Don't anticipate for a promise, let it be an unexpected favour, this will increase your power of independence.

Don't get caught in "Waiting". When I 'Get This' then I will be able to fully 'Live'. Escape the time dominant mind by fully being here 'NOW'.

Don't get caught in the trap of "Waiting". When I retire.... When I get off work When I go that party this weekend When this happens then I can live. People miss the present and then wonder where time went. Allow life unfold in its divine sequence by being utterly present.

Don't wait another second for something wonderful or extraordinary to come into your life. Be happy now.

Endless dreams are forever waiting, whereas success is, and does.

Estragon: And if he doesn't come? Vladimir: (after a moment of bewilderment) We'll see when the time comes.

Do not be in a hurry, wait for the harvest.

Do not wait too long in living your dreams.

Don't be in a hurry in life. The sacred-time determines the due events.

Don't give into him at all. Deny yourself. Because then your eyes will not be clouded by a madness that you cannot control, and then you will be able to learn to see him as he is. Do you understand?

Don’t wait for miracles, prepare your miracles.

Enjoying Life’s Pace: Waiting really shouldn’t be an occupation…things will happen when they happen and not one minute sooner. That is the way of life; it runs at its own pace. Enjoy as many minutes as you can.

Enjoy the moment while waiting.

Everybody is waiting for cooler weather--and I am just waiting for you--. (Bob Dylan in a letter)

Every waiting season in my life has left its mark on me. I have memories, scars. And honestly? I don’t mind the scars anymore. They are part of me now; I wouldn’t recognize myself without them.

Everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goals, if he is able to think, if he is able to wait, if he is able to fast.

Everything is like a wall. Said a scholar to the troll. Bang your head to go on through. Then you'll see, there is no queue.

E: Well, shall we go? V: Yes, let's go. (They do not move)

Every struggle is like mud - there are always some lotus seeds waiting to sprout.

Everything happens for a reason. Wait on God and trust in Him. He wants the best for us. He wants to take us from glory to glory, and from victory to victory.

Finally - we know this - life’s little wisdom is to wait (but to wait in the proper, pure state of mind), and the great grace that is bestowed on us in return is to survive. (Letters on Life)

. . . for a moment, perhaps an hour, they would wait, wait for something, and when that waiting was over, it was simply dismissed, goodbyes stated, reading materials closed, a momentary pause in the day that did not hold up to whatever came next. Waiting was often a resented gift, imparted to those who accepted it grudgingly in the hopes that something better would come along when the gift was tossed aside, boxed away for the next recipient.

Fino allora egli era avanzato per la spensierata età della prima giovinezza, una strada che da bambini sembra infinita, dove gli anni scorrono lenti e con passo lieve, così che nessuno nota la loro partenza. Si cammina placidamente, guardandosi con curiosità attorno, non c'è proprio bisogno di affrettarsi, nessuno preme dietro e nessuno ci aspetta, anche i compagni procedono senza pensieri, fermandosi spesso a scherzare. Dalle case, sulle porte, la gente grande saluta benigna, e fa cenno indicando l'orizzonte con sorrisi di intesa; così il cuore comincia a battere per eroici e teneri desideri, si assapora la vigilia delle cose meravigliose che si attendono più avanti; ancora non si vedono, no, ma è certo, assolutamente certo che un giorno ci arriveremo. Ancora molto? No, basta attraversare quel fiume laggiù in fondo, oltrepassare quelle verdi colline. O non si è per caso già arrivati? Non sono forse questi alberi, questi prati, questa bianca casa quello che cercavamo? Per qualche istante si ha l'impressione di sì e ci si vorrebbe fermare. Poi si sente dire che il meglio è più avanti e si riprende senza affanno la strada. Così continua il cammino in un'attesa fiduciosa e le giornate sono lunghe e tranquille, il sole risplende alto nel cielo e sembra non abbia mai voglia di calare al tramonto. Ma a un certo punto, quasi istintivamente, ci si volta indietro e si vede che un cancello è stato sprangato alle spalle nostre, chiudendo la via del ritorno. Allora si sente che qualcosa è cambiato, il sole non sembra più immobile ma si sposta rapidamente, ahimè, non si fa in tempo a fissarlo che già precipita verso il confine dell'orizzonte, ci si accorge che le nubi non ristagnano più nei golfi azzurri del cielo ma fuggono accavallandosi l'una all'altra, tanto è il loro affanno; si capisce che il tempo passa e che la strada un giorno dovrà pur finire. Chiudono a un certo punto alla nostre spalle un pesante cancello, lo rinserrano con velocità fulminea e non si fa in tempo a tornare.

For a good ten minutes or so we stand there with the flashlight burning the grave with light. The whole time, I'm trying to guess where and exactly how he died and, more to the point, realizing that poor old Milla's been without him for sixty-years. I can tell. No other man has entered her life. Not the way her Jimmy did. She's been waiting sixty years for Jimmy to come back. And now he has.

For as long as I could remember, a part of me had been waiting for the day it would happen; with the cunning that comes to people whose minds have been stripped to one desire, she picked the only day we weren't waiting for.

Girl with golden hair Night by night and day by day, I still remember looking in your eyes and forgetting what to say, I don't know how years ran away, but your memories just don't fade away, I still remember that black, red and brown, the flowers, glasses and little crown, I hope one day you will be back again, and we'll be together relieving my pain, The tides of time took you away i love you evermore i don't know what else to say.

For six months I did what women do: I waited. This is what women are taught to be good at. It's said that a woman's life is merely preparation for the primal nine-month wait. Whatever the reason, they do it well. Sometimes they drink or bite their fingernails down to the wrist. They count stars and initials and wait: for something to happen, for something to pass, to change, to begin, to end.

Goals doesn't leave you like men, goals wait, they wait for their achievers.

Gmorning. Consider the headache that waits for caffeine. Consider the silence that waits for music. Consider the shoreline that waits for the tide to come in. Now consider what YOU’RE waiting for, And what simply won’t wait anymore. Gnight. Consider the heartbreak that waits for relief. Consider the treasure that waits for discovery. Consider the crops that wait for rain. Now consider what YOU’RE waiting for, And what waits for you while you wait.

God gave us His authority, He gave us His wisdom, He is waiting for our actions

God has done everything, we should not be waiting for him again.

God never fails. No matter how long it takes, the promise will be fulfilled.

God is waiting for you to bear fruits

God will fulfil His promise. Wait patiently for God to act.

He had felt that a moment before his making the turn, someone had been there. The air seemed charged with a special calm as if someone had waited there, quietly, and only a moment before he came, simply turned to a shadow and let him through. Perhaps his nose detected a faint perfume, perhaps the skin on the backs of his hands, on his face, felt the temperature rise at this one spot where a person's standing might raise the immediate atmosphere ten degrees for an instant. There was no understanding it. Each time he made the turn, he saw only the white, unused, buckling sidewalk, with perhaps, on one night, something vanishing swiftly across a lawn before he could focus his eyes or speak. But now, tonight, he slowed almost to a stop. His inner mind, reaching out to turn the corner for him, had heard the faintest whisper. Breathing? Or was the atmosphere compressed merely by someone standing very quietly there, waiting? He turned the corner.

Go gave us His authority, He gave us His wisdom, He is waiting for our actions

Good stories are like those noble wild animals that make their home in hidden spots, and you must often settle down at the entrance of the caves and woods and lie in wait for them a long time.

...Have patience everything with the waiting one moment it will be ready be patient.

He has served countless kings, faked countless deaths, bided his time, waiting for you.

He was waiting, I think, for me to cross that space and take him in my arms again—waiting, as one waits at a deathbed for the miracle one dare not disbelieve, which will not happen.

He realized that, despite the dangers and alarms of the day, waiting was perhaps the worst thing of all.

Here is what I know to be true: messed up men will often panic and try to control the chaos. Waiting is one of the hardest spiritual disciplines. Waiting is spelled T-R-U-S-T.

He was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder of the folded wings that might open if someone loved him; he still hoped, probably, in a butterfly's unthinking way, for spring and warmth. How the wings ache, folded so, waiting; that is, they ache until they atrophy.

He would wait hours for her, maybe two or three. It didn’t matter. The cadence of life is slower in North Korea. Nobody owned a watch.