It was like the moment before you open a present, still hidden inside its box and wrappings; while you're waiting to find… — Susan Patron Copy Share Image
I love the melody of an unknown language, the strange food, all the surprises of a strange town, and my own impatience… — Elsa Triolet Copy Share Image
The patient. The pine tree seems to listen, the fir tree to wait: and both without impatience: - they give no thought… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
