I say the same thing about the death of James Wait. "Oh, well -- he wasn't going to write the Beethoven's Ninth Symphony anyway.
What's purple mean?" Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting
Stop chasing another busy self to become. Your real self is idle waiting to be lived... Go, take up your real self!
The iron may not be hot early if you want to wait for it to get heated; it will get hot if you strike it hardly! Strike it now!
I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.
You know, I can’t wait for her to gets married because hell is made of fire and she said it would be frozen before she gots married again.” ~ Anna Kate
Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time... Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.
The latest incarnation of Oedipus, the continued romance of Beauty and the Beast, stand this afternoon on the corner of 42nd Street and Fifth Avenue, waiting for the traffic light to change.
Wait," Honey said to herself, as she realized something amazing. "I’m already an excellent flyer. Maybe I can fight crime too.
Why would you turn right on a red light when we can all just sit here behind you waiting to die... #AHOLE
If I die," he whispered in the dark, "dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.
Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along.
Accept the past and move on. Your time is patiently waiting for you, right there beyond the sun ✌️
Wait, I got it. We, uh, won the battle and lost the war, or was it the other way around? 'Cause around here, it's hard to tell sometimes.
Doubt undermines the truth your heart senses."... "Search your heart," she whispered. "The answers are there, waiting. You have to be brave enough to see them.
It’s always been you, Paige. I’ve waited my whole life for you. You’re the air I breathe, my heart and soul. Without you, I’m in hell.
She waits for his reprimand or words of disapproval. He kisses her instead. Hard. Lips demanding, fingers tightening on her chin. He consumes her with this single act.
I feel like a paper cut just waiting to bleed.
No matter how long you waited, no matter how hard you wished, no matter how much you missed the past, time marched forward.
... you don't have to wait for someone to treat you bad repeatedly. All it takes is once, and if they get away with it that once, if they know they can treat you like that, then it sets the pattern for the future.
They’re waiting for you. Go on in.” Adrian leaned close to Keith’s ear and spoke in an ominous voice. “If.You.Dare.” He poked Keith’s shoulder and gave a "Muhahaha” kind of monster laugh.
