Quotes About Patience

What I like doing best is Nothing." "How do you do Nothing," asked Pooh after he had wondered for a long time. "Well, it's when people call out at you just as you're going off to do it, 'What are you going to do, Christopher Robin?' and you say, 'Oh, Nothing,' and then you go and do it. It means just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering." "Oh!" said Pooh.

I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit. "No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way.

We'll be friends until forever, just you wait and see

By the time it came to the edge of the Forest, the stream had grown up, so that it was almost a river, and, being grown-up, it did not run and jump and sparkle along as it used to do when it was younger, but moved more slowly. For it knew now where it was going, and it said to itself, "There is no hurry. We shall get there some day." But all the little streams higher up in the Forest went this way and that, quickly, eagerly, having so much to find out before it was too late.

He could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldn't quite reach the honey.

don't underestimate the value of doing nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.

Christopher Robin nodded. "Then there's only one thing to be done," he said. "We shall have to wait for you to get thin again." "How long does getting thin take?" asked Pooh anxiously. "About a week, I should think.

They always take longer than you think.

The Piglet was sitting on the ground at the door of his house blowing happily at a dandelion, and wondering whether it would be this year, next year, sometime or never. He had just discovered that would be never, and was trying to remember what "it" was, and hoping it wasn't anything nice, when Pooh came up.

Wiem, ?e to si? wydaje ?atwe - powiedzia? Prosiaczek do siebie - ale nie ka?dy to potrafi

It's going to be a tedious business, but we will see it out.

But it isn't Easy,' said Pooh to himself.... 'Because Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you . And all you can do is to go where they can find you. He waited hopefully... [...] 'So there it is,' said Pooh, when he had sung this to himself three times. 'It's come different from what I thought it would, but it's come.

Is that all you've got left?" and Pooh said "Yes." Because it was.

Yes, it is, isn't it? " said Kanga, not waiting to hear what happened on Friday.

Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never; I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.

Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle

Tu afán traiciona tu pátina de sombría paciencia. Tu deseo se despliega con una suave caricia.

Your eagerness betrays your patina of somber patience. Your desire unfolds with but a gentle touch.

Her character, Mr. Wogan, is a tender and delicate plant. It will not grow under glass, but in a dark room, where I believe it flourishes most invisibly.

I set an essay . . . 'Give a snail's description from the front door to the school gate.

God never hurries. There are no deadlines against which he must work. Only to know this is to quiet our spirits and relax our nerves.

Ta không có chút quy?n l?c nào v?i s? gi?n d? m?t khi ta ch?a bi?t lí do ?ích th?c c?a nó.

And death hasn't come. It never does come when you call it. It enjoys torturing us. I've been calling for it for years and it pays me no attention

Never do today what you can put off till tomorrow. Delay may give clearer light as to what is best to be done.