I'm waiting for you to fucking demand it of me. I don't want you to ask, and I sure as hell don't want you to beg. I want you to fucking demand that I kiss you.
Somebody should merge motorcycles and toilets. You know, for the lover in all of us, just waiting to be released.
Everything I know about love came out of a vending machine. I’m still waiting on change.
I have an itch. Wait, scratch that. That’s just a tickle that comes from being in love with someone who’s not in love with me.
and then I couldn't wait anymore, and my hand was on the back of her head, and then her lips on mine, the cold air gone and replaced with the warmth of her mouth, soft and sweet and hash-brown-tastic
We're all looking for a peaceful and safe place, but maybe there is no such place. But we keep going no matter what's waiting for us down the road. We don't stop living.
A rose dreams of enjoying the company of bees, but none appears. The sun asks: “Aren’t you tired of waiting?” “Yes,” answers the rose, “but if I close my petals, I will wither and die.
I bolted upright in my bed, gasping for air and still feeling his touch on my hand. I could feel him watching me. I could feel him waiting for me.
All I daresay at this point is pray on it and pray hard. Then wait and listen for God's answer. I've learned in my years of living not to be impatient for answers when I pray. They don't come lickity-split.
I wear my job like a robe. I can’t wait to take it off. I vacation like a nudist showers—in the rain, under an umbrella, with five judges watching and awarding style points.
It's only because I've lived with brothers that I realize, after a moment, that he's not looking outside but rather inside, wrestling with something inside himself. And there's nothing for it but to wait.
The stretching of your faith is immediate pain that results in ultimate gain. It is in the waiting that we become who we are meant to be.
Never mind, said Hachiko each day. Here I wait, for my friend who’s late. I will stay, just to walk beside you for one more day.
A busy, vibrant, goal-oriented woman is so much more attractive than a woman who waits around for a man to validate her existence.
Hope for love, pray for love, wish for love, dream for love…but don’t put your life on hold waiting for love.
I want to kidnap kids and force them to take useless tests all day long. Wait, that’s what our public education system already does.
I can envision your success all day long, but until you imagine its reality, it’s not going to happen. So what are you waiting for? Start daydreaming.
The rottweiler stood his ground and waited for me to take the next step in the dance of ritualized intimidation. Instead, I leaped at him. Screw ritual. Now was not the time to stand on ceremony.
Homeschool history tells of more than two centuries of home-teaching influence on American education, although it has been largely obscured by the drawn curtains of conventional bias.
If you stay on this path as long as I have, you’ll soon learn that the road to providence leads right through perdition. And along that road, the devil’s waiting to collect his pound of flesh.
I see the good in the world because I choose to. I don't imagine that it's there; it's there waiting to be noticed.
