There are trees that seem to die at the end of autumn. There are also the evergreens.
This too shall pass.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Getting bored is not allowed.
Everyday is a mystery
God will wait as long as it takes for us.
Self-denial is painful for a moment but very agreeable in the end.
Sadness and gladness succeed each other.
Three-quarters of a soldier's life is spent in aimlessly waiting about.
Let us then be up and doing With a heart for any fate Still achieving still pursuing Learn to labor and to wait.
Everything comes to him who hustles while he waits.
We are to seek wisdom and understanding only in the length of days.
Death is a door life opens.
What we call the beginning is often an end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
Pain is part of being alive and we need to learn that. Pain does not last forever nor is it necessarily unbearable and we need to be taught that.
Thy fate is the common fate of all Into each life some rain must fall Some days must be dark and dreary.
An enthusiast may bore others but he has never a dull moment himself.
Boredom is a sickness of the soul.
All things come to him who waits- provided he knows what he is waiting for.
For lo the winter is past the rain is over and gone the flowers appear on the earth.