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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.
Blessed is he who expects nothing for he shall never be disappointed.
Blessed is he who expects nothing for he shall never be disappointed.
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the
figure of a lamb the feats read more
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.
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.
Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A read more
Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A bird with wings who dares not rise and fly.
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.
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.
'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear;
Heaven were not Heaven, if we knew what it were.
'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear;
Heaven were not Heaven, if we knew what it were.
Many a time and oft
Have you climbed up to walls and battlements,
To tow'rs and windows, read more
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.