Flannery O'Connor Quotes

One must wait till it comes.

He who awaits much can expect little.

Waiting is a period of learning. The longer we wait, the more we hear about him for whom we are waiting.

When I started working with mirrors, it seemed to be the perfect material to stand in for that waiting.

Women take so long to get ready, but when they get out of the bathroom, they look smokin' hot. That's the struggle of men throughout history, waiting by the door. The wait is so worth it. Always.

I don't stretch my hand out anymore, but I never get tired of waiting for the next magic.

She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.

Life is always rich and steady time when you are waiting for something to happen or to hatch.

You have to sit by the side of a river a very long time before a roast duck will fly into your mouth.

Advent is a time of waiting, of expectation, of silence. Waiting for our Lord to be born. A pregnant woman is so happy, so content. She lives in such a garment of silence, and it is as though she were listening to hear the stir of life within her. One always hears that stirring compared to the rustling of a bird in the hand. But the intentness which which one awaits such stirring is like nothing so much as a blanket of silence.

Waiting is the hardest work of hope.

Everything comes if a man will only wait.

You don't get everything all at once. You wait.

And he waited. It was only for a few seconds, but it felt like a small forever.

We must not run after it, but we must fit ourselves for the vision and then wait tranquilly for it, as the eye waits on the rising of the Sun which in its own time appears above the horizon and gives itself to our sight.

No man can give me any word but Wait.

The night is still waiting.

I'll be here when you get back.

One develops an instinct for letting silence do the heavy lifting. In the three, four, five seconds that passed without either of us speaking, the many ways the conversation could go came and went like time-lapse film of flowers blooming and dying.

i wait. with all my dreams, i know her heart, and i know i'm almost there.

Just always be waiting for me.

I knew you'd come,Claire.I knew you would.Dear God,you took your time.

We’re in the vanguard of a nameless battle, a battle without arms or bloodshed or glory: we’re in the vanguard of waiting.

He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding. Have I not tarried? Ay, the grinding; but you must tarry the bolting. Have I not tarried? Ay, the bolting; but you must tarry the leavening. Still have I tarried. Ay, to the leavening; but here's yet in the word 'hereafter' the kneading, the making of the cake, the heating of the oven, and the baking; nay, you must stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips.