| Author |
Quotes |
| Alexander Pope | Blessed is he who expects nothing for he shall never be disappointed. |
| Archbishop Richard Whately | It is folly to expect men to do all that they may reasonably be expected to do. |
| Benjamin Disraeli | I suppose, to use our national motto, something will turn up. |
| Benjamin Disraeli | He was fash and full of faith that "something would turn up." |
| Benjamin Disraeli | Everything comes if a man will only wait. |
| Alexander Pope | Blessed is he who expects nothing for he shall never be disappointed. |
| James Thomson | 'Tis silence all, And pleasing expectation. |
| John Burroughs | Serene I told my hands and wait, Nor care for wind or tide nor sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me. |
| John Walcot | Blessed are those that nought expect, For they shall not be disappointed. |
| Sir John Suckling | 'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not Heaven, if we knew what it were. |
| William Makepeace Thackeray | Although I enter not, Yet round about the spot Ofttimes I hover, And near the sacred gate, With longing eyes I wait, Expectant of her. |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | What else remains for me? Youth, hope and love, To build a new life on a ruined life. |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | Since yesterday I have been in Alcala. Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa, When that dull distance shall no more divide us, And I no more shall scale thy wall by night To steal a kiss from thee, as I do now. |
| William Shakespeare | Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Where most it promises, and oft it hits Where hope is coldest and despair most fits. |
| William Shakespeare | I am giddy, expectation whirls me round. Th' imaginary relish is so sweet That it enchants my sense. |
| William Shakespeare | Many a time and oft Have you climbed up to walls and battlements, To tow'rs and windows, yea, to chimney tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome. |
| William Shakespeare | He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the figure of a lamb the feats of a lion. He hath indeed bettered expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how. |
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