Category Archives: WAITING

The late ferry is leaving now; I stay to watch from the balcony



“And I shall watch the ferry boats, and they’ll get high, on a bluer ocean against tomorrow’s sky. and i will never grow so old again, and i will walk and talk, in gardens all wet with rain…” – Van Morrison

Sometimes it’s better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness. Terry Pratchett

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“I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.”

― T.S. Eliot

Words are like the spider’s web: a shelter for the clever ones and a trap for the not-so-clever. Madagascar

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The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Saturday 25 May 1935

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A spider’s cobweb isn’t only its sleeping spring but also its food trap.   African

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The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Saturday 11 June 1927,

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The problem with finding the easiest way, is that the
enemy already booby trapped it.

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When a blind beetle crawls over the surface of the globe, he doesn’t realize that the track he has covered is curved. I was lucky enough to have spotted it. Einstein.


A computer’s such an asset for your lovely little park
I’ll teach you how to crawl the web – if you wait until it’s dark!
I don’t want you to bug it, or to introduce a worm –
I’ll only teach you one by one – just wait and take your turn.”

Everybody is waiting for cooler weather–and I am just waiting for you. (Bob Dylan in a letter)” ― Suze Rotolo,

A Freewheelin’ Time: Greenwich Village in the Sixties, Bob Dylan and Me

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Sometimes, no matter how much you want for things to happen, all you can do is wait

down by the seashore, where life is a little easier!

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“The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea.” 

Anne Morrow Lindbergh

No reply is best

It is often advisable not to give any answer. Don’t say no. Don’t say yes. Say nothing.

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I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings.

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― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Things come apart so easily when they have been held together with lies.”

― Dorothy Allison, Bastard Out of Carolina

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DAWN 1888The Dawn (Sydney, NSW : 1888 – 1905) , Tuesday 15 May 1888,

In every drop of water, there is a story of life.”

~ Leena Arif

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The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh

He that waits long at the ferry Will get across sometime

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“And I will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they’ll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow’s sky
And I will never grow so old again
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain

― Van Morrison

There’s no rage like old lady rage, just as there’s no tenderness like old lady tenderness.”

― Tina Howe, Pride’s Crossing

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You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating
For things that she’ll never never never never possess, yeah yeah
But while she’s there waiting, without them
Try a little tenderness (that’s all you gotta do)

Venus, I pray to You that all pimps may suffer.

Propertius Eligiae 2.16.13-14

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“To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.”

― Criss Jami, Venus in Arms

If you decide to eat a toad, you should at least select one that is big.


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“Turn from that road’s beguiling ease; return
to your hunger’s turret. Enter, climb the stair
chill with disuse, where the croaking toad of time
regards from shimmering eyes your slow ascent
and the drip, drip, of darkness glimmers on the stone
to show you how your longing waits alone.
What alchemy shines from under that shut door,
spinning out gold from the hollow of the heart?

(“The Sea’s Wash In The Hollow Of The Heart”)”

― Denise Levertov

A great man is always willing to be little.”

― Ralph Waldo Emerson

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“There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must of felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life.
” Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget, that until the day God will deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is contained in these two words, ‘Wait and Hope.”
― Alexandre Dumas

Home ought to be our clearinghouse, the place from which we go forth lessoned and disciplined, and ready for life.

Kathleen Norris

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“I have sometimes thought that a woman’s nature is like a great house
full of rooms: there is a hall, through which everyone passes in
going in and out; the drawing-room, where one receives formal visits . . .
and in the innermost room, the holy of holies,
the soul sits alone and waits for a footstep that never comes.”
― Edith Wharton, The Fullness of Life

Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.

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“If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it.
I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigil
and its head bent low with patience.

The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish,
and thy voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.

Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my birds’ nests,
and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.”

― Rabindranath Tagore

What a bog and labyrinth the human essence is… We are all overbrained and overemotioned. ― Barry Hannah, Airships


This is a quiet only bog can offer.
Sound soaks into its open mouth,
through its dark skin
waiting, while human flurry
stills in the valves of the heart.

Robyn Rowland ©  from Seasons of doubt & burning. New & Selected poems, Five Islands Press, 2011

The snow goose need not bathe to make itself white. Neither need you do anything but be yourself. Lao Tzu


“Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it.
But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know.”

Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. William S. Burroughs


We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart – the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.

Carson McCullers, The Mortgaged Heart: Selected Writings

Nothing is more noble, nothing more venerable than fidelity. Faithfulness and truth are the most sacred excellences and endowments of the human mind. Marcus T. Cicero c. 106-43 BC, Great Roman Orator, Politician



The sun blossoms on each and every stone
from the garden,
and the stones are smilling…
And if you’re patient enough,
you might even hear them whispering
about ancient songs and green words,
remembered from times that never existed…
Look, if I pick up one of the stones
and put it somewhere else,
I’m changing history…
their history…
Actually, we are not allowed
to dream together with them,
because we move all the time,
and we make history – OUR history – change…
(Maybe this is what ‘writing history’ is about…)
But the stones are always there,
waiting, patiently, for nothing to happen,
just hoping that one day,
maybe when the sun blossoms on them,
a rose will blossom by their side…
Liliana Negoi

foto – bats in bello jan 2010

while the dark flanks tic and shudder a collective dream of the herd. Something in me envies their stillness waiting for the simultaneous moment when they will lower their heads in the frost’s silence and kiss the ground.

FROM The Stillness of Cows

Mark O’Flynn

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Milk the cow, but do not pull off the udder.  Greek.

from Quote Garden

foto – ulmarra cows dec 09