All this waiting. Waiting for the rain to stop. Waiting in traffic. Waiting for the bill. Waiting at the airport for an old friend. Waiting to depart. Then, there’s the big waiting: waiting to grow up. Waiting for love. Waiting to show your your parents that when you have kids you’ll be different. Waiting to retire. Waiting for death. Why do we think waiting is the antithesis of life when it is almost all of it?

— Kamand Kojouri

But as in the degrees of sickness thou art to submit to God, so in the kind of it (supposing equal degrees) thou art to be altogether indifferent whether God call thee by a consumption or an asthma, by a dropsy or palsy, by a fever in thy humors, or a fever in your spirits; because all such nicety of choice is nothing but a color to a legitimate impatience, and to make an excuse to murmur privately, and for circumstances, when in the sum of affairs we durst not own impatience.” Jeremy Taylor’s “Holy Dying”, extract from chapter IV. I (The Practice of Patience) para 5.

— Jeremey Taylor

Create hell and people will be impatient to get there, just out of curiosity

— Bangambiki Habyarimana

How we would like to argue with September, and tell her that in the waiting lies the pleasure! That we here in the world of sensible folk know how to wait without twisted-up bellies and tapping feet and wishing for the sun to hurry up and rise and set. That a clever person is never bored, and a bored person is never clever. But though I am sly, I am a trickster, I am even cruel—I cannot lie.

— Catherynne M. Valente

I could've loved you, but the line is too long, and your passiveness is endless.

— Ahmed Mostafa

If a train is two minutes late in leaving, one will become impatient, ‘when will the train leave, when will it leave?’ This world is not worth getting impatient restless about.

— Dada Bhagwan

In my impatience I become convinced that this desire of mine should have been fulfilled yesterday, when it belongs to a tomorrow that yesterday would have killed had I had my way.

— Craig D. Lounsbrough

It embarrassed her, as a child, to think that her father had fallen in love, or, if men must love, then it should have been someone else, someone dark, mysterious and profoundly clever, not an ordinary person who was impatient for no reason and cross when one was late for lunch.

— Daphne du Maurier

LOVE is made up of a strong affection and patience whiles LUST is made up of a strong affection and impatience. Affection is common to them, but patience is not common.

— Israelmore Ayivor

Never allow impatience to rob you of what you truly deserved.

— Lailah Gifty Akita