Lucas: I wanted to talk to you after class, but you disappeared. Me: I have another class right after. One of those profs who stops talking, stares at you and waits until you get to your seat if you're late. Lucas: I would probably just walk to my seat even slower. ;)
Every first time founder waits too long, everyone hopes that an employee will turn around. But the right answer is to fire fast.
The mere fact of knowing that a great audience waits on your labor is enough to shake all your nerves to pieces.
A proud man is one who waits for a vacancy in the Trinity.
But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking.
Feelings aren't forever. Time waits for no one, but progress waits for man to enact it.
We in the 25th hour, It's now or never. We gotta get it 'fore it's gone forever. In the end, time waits for no man. . . What's your plan?
Greatest scandal waits on greatest state.
God understands us, He waits for us. He doesn't get tired of forgiving us. If we repent and go to him with a truly open heart.
When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass.
We Americans, with our terrific emphasis on youth, action, and material success, certainly tend to belittle the afternoon of life and even to pretend it never comes. We push the clock back and try to prolong the morning, over-reaching and over-straining ourselves in the unnatural effort. . . . In our breathless attempts we often miss the flowering that waits for afternoon.
Applause waits on success.
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.
A letter is never ill-timed; it never interrupts. Instead it waits for us to find the opportune minute, the quiet moment to savor the message. There is an element of timelessness about letter writing.
Faith is that which, knowing the Lord's will, goes and does it; or, not knowing it, stands and waits, content in ignorance as in knowledge, because God wills - neither pressing into the hidden future, nor careless of the knowledge which opens the path of action
He who walks alone, waits for no-one.
Every hour of every day, God is richly blessing us; both when we sleep and when we wake His mercy waits upon us.
I think of the flower in the bud: huddled, compressed, dark. Yet somehow it feels the night, knows moon from sun. It waits. . . waits.
Remember this your lifetime through: Tomorrow there will be more to do. And failure waits for all who stay With some success made yesterday. Tomorrow you must try once more, And even harder than before.