#expectation

Life shows us all colours, some bright and some shades of grey, Some accept with a smile, while some frown in every way Thoughts and memories never end but life does one day. Whole age passes by in wait of that old time to return, But those old days once gone, will never come back again, Rather we can just cherish them in the memories that burn, In the back of our mind and make us remember, How we used to be so crazy, In those old days… ↗

— Mehek Bassi

#breakups #destiny #expectations #fate #forget

To die never having experience true love is a tragedy ↗

— Anonymus

#love #marriage #experience

She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung closer. The words were set to a fine old air -- in themselves they were simple and sweet: perhaps, when read, they wanted force; when well sung, they wanted nothing. Shirley sang them well: she breathed into the feeling, softness, she poured round the passion, force: her voice was fine that evening; its expression dramatic: she impressed all, and charmed one. On leaving the instrument, she went to the fire, and sat down on a seat -- semi-stool, semi-cushion: the ladies were round her -- none of them spoke. The Misses Sympson and the Misses Nunnely looked upon her, as quiet poultry might look on an egret, an ibis, or any other strange fowl. What made her sing so? They never sang so. Was it proper to sing with such expression, with such originality -- so unlike a school girl? Decidedly not: it was strange, it was unusual. What was strange must be wrong; what was unusual must be improper. Shirley was judged. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#empathy #expectations #expression #faithfulness #feeling

And by the way, if I always tell you the truth, you might start to believe me. ↗

— Victor L. Wooten

#truth #music

Our relationship had been intended as an interlude. And it had become an interlude. My expectations had been fulfilled. Anyone who expected anything more would have been wallowing in illusions. ↗

— Eva Heller

#relationship

That is a good book which is opened with expectation, and closed with delight and profit. ↗

— Amos Bronson Alcott

#closed #delight #expectation #good #good book

Both expectations and memories are more than mere images founded on previous experience. ↗

— Samuel Alexander

#expectations #experience #founded #images #memories

The industry is quite chauvinistic generally. Expectations of women, girls, what they should look like, how they should be, what they should say, what they should wear, how their hair should be, what colour their skin should be. ↗

— Gemma Arterton

#expectations #generally #hair #how #industry

Education is a shared commitment between dedicated teachers, motivated students and enthusiastic parents with high expectations. ↗

— Bob Beauprez

#commitment #dedicated #education #enthusiastic #expectations

The position that I take partly as a result of living in Asia is where you stop living according to your expectations and you become available to experience things as they are. ↗

— Martha Beck

#asia #available #become #expectations #experience