waiting

What am I lying here for? . . . We are lying here as though we had a chance of enjoying a quiet time. . . . Am I waiting until I become a little older?

Revenge is a dish that is best served cold.

"If i ever love again, I will not wait to love as best i can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love."

It feels like some part of me that was curled down and waiting in the dark has risen, and now stands stretching and strong in the sunshine.  I knew it.

The heart of myself has always been something just wanting so bad.  I have had an empty center, black as a basement, but also knowing about light and waiting.  Young as I am, I know now that everything is about to come.  Jimmy will be the place for me to learn the real happiness.  He will be my Joy School.  My joy.  Mine.

Inside every pessimist is an optimist waiting to be liberated.

Pierre Bordieu was right: "The all powerful is he who does not wait but makes others wait. Absolute power is the power to make oneself unpredictable and deny other people any reasonable anticipation, to place them in total uncertainty by offering no scope for their capacity to predict."

We are the ones we've been waiting for.

Waiting rooms were made for books--of course! But so are theater lobbies before the show, long and boring checkout lines, and everyone's favorite, the john.