#wait

You take a number of small steps which you believe are right, thinking maybe tomorrow somebody will treat this as a dangerous provocation. And then you wait. If there is no reaction, you take another step: courage is only an accumulation of small steps. ↗

— George Konrad

#believe #courage #dangerous #maybe #number

All round the room my silent servants wait, My friends in every season, bright and dim. ↗

— Barry Cornwall

#dim #every #friends #room #round

Wait a minute, guys, I have always been on your side. I have always spoken for you, always tried to put on a good face for the state of Indiana. All of a sudden, some of you people think I'm a bad guy? ↗

— John Mellencamp

#bad #bad guy #been #face #good

Make 'em laugh; make 'em cry; make 'em wait. ↗

— Charles Reade

#laugh #make #wait

I can't wait to get home and wash all those socks. ↗

— Julianne Moore

#home #i #socks #those #wait

While waiting for a Moses to lead us into the promised land, we have forgotten how to walk. ↗

— Wendell Johnson

#how #into #land #lead #moses

Memory haunts me from age to age, and passion leads me by the hand--evil have I done, and with sorrow have I made acquaintance from age to age, and from age to age evil shall I do, and sorrow shall I know till my redemption comes. ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#living #living-on #sorrow #waiting #age

The whole time after you record an album, you're just waiting for the release date. You're waiting for fans to hear it and stuff. ↗

— Travis Barker

#album #date #fans #hear #just

Waiting is an art that our impatient age has forgotten. It wants to break open the ripe fruit when it has hardly finished planting the shoot. But all too often the greedy eyes are only deceived; the fruit that seemed so precious is still green on the inside, and disrespected hands ungratefully toss aside what has so disappointed them. ↗

— Dietrich Bonhoeffer

#patience #waiting #age

A minute or so passed by--not long, but long enough to make me wonder whether Oliver was setting up mood lighting or hiding dead bodies. Or if someone was up there waiting to stab me again. Or if someone was up there waiting to hand me a crown and tell me I was the long-lost princess of Genovia. Or if I'd tumble into a pit of lava, only to get saved at the last second by a flying carpet. ↗

— Lindsay Ribar

#waiting #art