Letitia Elizabeth Landon Quotes

We wait always for something that does not come.

The more Susan waited, the more the doorbell didn't ring. Or the phone.

I have always found it difficult to wait for things - whether it was to see my father or sailor brother, Alan, again after their long sea trips, or the chance of a better job, or even new curtains.

Suspense is worse than disappointment.

Sometimes you feel like it's cursed when something takes so long to come out and you don't know if it's going to really come out.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

Every day brings a ship, Every ship brings a word; Well for those who have no fear, Looking seaward well assured That the word the vessel brings Is the word they wish to hear.

Sufre mas el que espera siempre que aquel que nunca espero a nadie? Does he who is always waiting suffer more than he who’s never waited for anyone?

I hated waiting. If I had one particular complaint, it was that my life seemed composed entirely of expectation. I expected — an arrival, an explanation, an apology. There had never been one, a fact I could have accepted, were it not true that, just when I had got used to the limits and dimensions of one moment, I was expelled into the next and made to wonder again if any shapes hid in its shadows.

The tread Of coming footsteps cheats the midnight watcher Who holds her heart and waits to hear them pause, And hears them never pause, but pass and die.

The suspense is terrible. I hope it'll last.

I hated waiting. If I had one particular complaint, it was that my life seemed composed entirely of expectation.

If one were to build the house of happiness, the largest space would be the waiting room.

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

Sometimes waiting is the hardest thing.

Of all the hardships a person had to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.

He who awaits much can expect little.

Perhaps he wanted to be alone with Dr. G., who was here, but he should have let me know. At Hoffmann's I felt I was sitting on hot coals, expecting him to arrive every moment.

The man for whom time stretches out painfully is one waiting in vain, disappointed at not finding tomorrow already continuing yesterday.

Waiting is a dry desert between where we are and where we want to be. (Finding My Way Home)

No, what I felt was the torment of waiting, stuck between the end of one sentence and the beginning of the next which might or might not bring a hail storm, plane crash, poetic justice, or a miraculous reversal.

Hope is a dream deferred.

Waiting is the hardest work of hope.

Waiting and hoping is a hard thing to do when you've already been waiting and hoping for almost as long as you can bear it.

Waiting is one of life's hardships. It is hard enough to wait for chocolate cream pie while burnt roast beef is still on your plate. It is plenty difficult to wait for Halloween when the tedious month of September is still ahead of you. But to wait for one's adopted uncle to come home while a greedy and violent man is upstairs was one of the worst waits the Baudelaires had ever experienced.