“Patience is not developed by being forced to wait in long lines or for long periods of time. Patience is a decision: to sit back rather than lean forward, to shift your weight from the balls of your feet to your heels. To settle your thoughts on now, to enjoy the journey, to give something or someone time to grow.”— Ron Brackin
“You’re trying to eat grass that isn’t there. Why don’t you give it a chance to grow?”— Richard Adams
“Patience and Impatience are having tea discussing Time. The conversation goes on endlessly.”— Natasha Tsakos
“When God says hold up, wait, pray, it’s not your time yet, our entire bodies rebel, legs kicking and flailing like some overturned dung beetle certain that if we try hard enough we might be able to gain a little traction on our own”— Heather Choate Davis
“What a tremendous sin impatience is, he thinks. It blinds us to the moment before us, and it is only when that moment has passed that we look back, and see it was full of treasures.”— Robert Jackson Bennett
“Don’t be too quick to leave the tree you are highly convinced of its future sweet fruits and comforting shade just because you see its present fruitlessness. Just sit under it and endure the scorching sun, one day, its branches will give you comfort and its fruits will give you smiles and nourish your body!”— Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
“When we get impatient because something is taking too long, we should remember that Life waits on us a thousand times more than we wait on Life.”— Laura Teresa Marquez
“Shakespeare’s exquisite imagining belies our total inability to live in the present moment.”— Harold Bloom
“We want instant lunch, instant cure, instant miracles, instant salary, instant success— instant everything. This instant civilization, we have obsessed with, has made us grow a tad too impatient in virtually everything about life. And, of course, that doesn’t serve us so well.”— Boniface Sagini
“What good has impatience ever brought? It has only served as the mother of mistakes and the father of irritation.”— Steve Maraboli
“The years I have squandered in puerile excitement, in going hither and thither, in seeking to force nature and time, I ought to have spent in solitude and meditation, in endeavoring to make myself worthy of being loved.”— Théophile Gautier