Quotes about Expectations

If not to God, you will surrender to the opinions or expectations of others, to money, to resentment, to fear, or to your own pride, lusts, or ego. You were designed to worship God and if you fail to worship Him, you will create other things (idols) to give your life to. You are free to choose, what you surrender to but you are not free from the consequence of that choice.

If you try to please everyone you'll please no one.

I've been looking over the list of spring chores I made up last fall, and darned if they aren't fall chores, after all.

A man finds love and is satisfied. A woman finds love and insists on turning it into happiness.

Dreams don't often come true, do they? Wouldn't it be nice if they did?

Aunt Wellington, of whom Valancy stood in abject awe, would tell her about Olive's new chiffon dress and Cecil's last devoted letter. Valancy would have to look as pleased and interested as if the dress and letter had been hers or else Aunt Wellington would be offended. And Valancy had long ago decided that she would rather offend God than Aunt Wellington, because God might forgive her but Aunt Wellington never would.

I suppose we'll get used to being grownup in time. There won't be so many unexpected things about it by and by—though, after all, I fancy it's the unexpected things that give spice to life.

Oh, they meant to be — I know they meant to be just as good and kind as possible. And when people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite — always.

And when people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite—always.

And did she talk to him after that as usual? asked Sara Ray. Oh, yes, she was just the same as she used to be, said the Story Girl wearily. But that doesn't belong to the story. It stops when she spoke at last. You're never satisfied to leave a story where it should stop, Sara Ray.

Now, don't be looking I-told-you-so, Matthew. That's bad enough in a woman, but it isn't to be endured in a man.

What hurt her was that she had never had a chance to be anything but an old maid. No man had ever desired her.