#anticipation

... We need the sweet pain of anticipation to tell us we are really alive. ↗

— Albert Camus

#chapter #true-love #love

And I see that not touching for so long was a drive to the beach with the windows rolled up so the waves feel that much colder. ↗

— Amy Hempel

#beach #love #touching #love

At night the cries of cats making love or fighting, their caterwauling in the dark, told us that the world was pure emotion, flung back and forth among its creatures, the agony of the one-eyed Siamese no different from that of the Lisbon girls, and even the trees plunged in feeling. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#anticipation #virgin-suicides #love

Oh the places you'll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all. ↗

— Dr. Seuss

#inspirational #life #self-determination #self-reliance #inspirational

Horror by definition is the emotion of pure revulsion. Terror of the same standard, is that of fearful anticipation. ↗

— Dario Argento

#definition #emotion #fearful #horror #pure

The racing driver's mind has to have the ability to have amazing anticipation, coordination, and reflex. Because of the speed the car goes. ↗

— Emerson Fittipaldi

#amazing #anticipation #because #car #coordination

But if we learn to think of it as anticipation, as learning, as growing, if we think of the time we spend waiting for the big things of life as an opportunity instead of a passing of time, what wonderful horizons open out! ↗

— Anna Neagle

#big #big things #growing #horizons #instead

I've never met a woman with divine sweetness in her eyes, or a delicacy in her smile that was so glorious, that it made my heart ascend to grace. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#beauty #inspiration #beauty

Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called. ↗

— A.A. Milne

#honey #eating

When the wave, equally suddenly, retreated, it left a void which resembled that of the morning, yet had a character of its own, because though the pattern was repeated it was in reverse order: the scattered schoolchildren who passed my window now were on their way home and there was something unrestrained and boisterous about them, whereas when they had walked past on their way to school in the morning they still bore the silent imprint of sleep and the innate wariness we feel toward things that have not yet begun. ↗

— Karl Ove Knausgård

#impressions #patterns #equality