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He was fash and full of faith that "something would turn up."
He was fash and full of faith that "something would turn up."
I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world read more
I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine.
If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by read more
If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by search or trail.
Serene I told my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind or tide nor sea;
I rave read more
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.
Don't lower your expectations to meet your performance. Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations. Expect the best read more
Don't lower your expectations to meet your performance. Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations. Expect the best of yourself, and then do what is necessary to make it a reality.
If you accept the expectations of others, especially negative ones, then you never will change the outcome.
If you accept the expectations of others, especially negative ones, then you never will change the outcome.
I am giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my read more
I am giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my sense.
I have known him [Micawber] come home to supper with a flood of
tears, and a declaration that nothing read more
I have known him [Micawber] come home to supper with a flood of
tears, and a declaration that nothing was now left but a jail;
and go to bed making a calculation of the expense of putting
bow-windows to the house, "in case anything turned up," which was
his favorite expression.
Although I enter not,
Yet round about the spot
Ofttimes I hover;
And near read more
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.