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Exlpore more Patience quotes
"The horses have stoppedtheir clippity-clop,but feet are too slowfor where I must go.So here I shall stayuntil light of daywhen clippity-clopgets my team underway."
"Don't be in a hurry. Everything arise in the due time."
"What's going on?" I asked when he finished."I'll let you know soon. For now, we have to wait.""Great. My favorite thing to do."
"When people wind you up, just remind them what happens to a piece of elastic."
"A distant love that waits to be together, is by far the most difficult relationship. It's like lighting a candle, and adoring the long flame and robust glow. Until time sets in like wax, overflowing deeper and deeper into the wick, leaving a sparse flame struggling to live. This is where most distant relationships fade, with the wax smothering the flame. This kind of relationship takes patience, hope, unconditional love, trust and strength, all centered around God. If the flame endures to the end, and the two come together, only then will it feel as if the candle was tipped and all the wax came pouring out, when the flame is revived, long and glowing again."
Explore more quotes by Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Proportion is almost impossible to human beings. There is no one who does not exaggerate."
"What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered."
"The eloquent man is he who is no beautiful speaker but who is inwardly and desperately drunk with a certain belief."
"If a man carefully examines his thoughts he will be surprised to find how much he lives in the future. His well-being is always ahead."
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in, forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
"For poetry was all written before time was, and whenever we are so finely organized that we can penetrate into that region where the air is music, we hear those primal warblings and attempt to write them down, but we lose ever and anon a word or a verse and substitute something of our own, and thus miswrite the poem. The men of more delicate ear write down these cadences more faithfully, and these transcripts, though imperfect, become the songs of the nations."
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