#wishing

Be not wishing and pining, but thankfully content.  For it is a short bridge between wanting and regret." - from "Dimpellumpzki ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#contentment #gratefulness #longing #pine #pining

My best friend is the man who in wishing me well wishes it for my sake. ↗

— Aristotle

#best #best friend #friend #man #me

The best friend is the man who in wishing me well wishes it for my sake. ↗

— Aristotle

#best friend #friend #man #me #sake

People forget they have options. And they forget that those things don't really matter. They should concentrate on what they have and not what they don't have. And by the way, wishing and dreaming doesn't mean concentrating on what you don't have, it's positive thinking that encourages hoping and believing, not whinging and moaning. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#hopes #hoping #inspirational #options #positive

We can’t continuously be a society of well-wishers. We must take action to bring those wishes to fruition. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#fruition #motivational #society #success #wishing

Like I went out to a predominantly black club last night and nobody said anything and I was wishing somebody would so that someone would dance with me. ↗

— Taye Diggs

#black #club #dance #i #last

The shortage of buyers, which the world is suffering from, is readily understood, not as due to people not wishing to obtain possession of goods, but as people being unwilling to part with something which might earn a regular income in exchange for those goods. ↗

— Paul Dirac

#buyers #due #earn #exchange #goods

It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them. ↗

— George Eliot

#alive #beautiful #certain #certain things #feel

When we get to wishing a great deal for ourselves, whatever we get soon turns into mere limitation and exclusion. ↗

— George Eliot

#exclusion #get #great #great deal #into

Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat or girl? ↗

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

#because #blush #bodily #brow #dead