I was trying to choose between “timing” and “anticipation” for today’s quotes theme, but ultimately opted for anticipation (just to clarify, of the delicious variety), since that concept actually captures the happy spirit of “timing” that was in my mind.
If the past few years (and then some) have taught me anything, it’s that absolutely everything in life is possibly as much as about 90 percent about timing. If the time is just not right for something in your life, it simply won’t happen, no matter how much you wish it. Here’s to the wonderful feeling of anticipation that happens when something wonderful — either personal, professional … or some combination of both — starts to feel possible, and you’re on the thrilling brink of beginning a new, happy and prosperous time, finally ready and waiting to jump.
“‘Well,’ said Pooh, ‘what I like best,’ and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.” — A.A. Milne (from Winnie-the-Pooh)
“Whereas during those months of separation time had never gone quickly enough for their liking and they were wanting to speed its flight, now that they were in sight of the town they would have liked to slow it down and hold each moment in suspense, once the breaks went on and the train was entering the station. For the sensation, confused perhaps, but none the less poingant for that, of all those days and weeks and months of life lost to their love made them vaguely feel they were entitled to some compensation; this present hour of joy should run at half the speed of those long hours of waiting.” — Albert Camus (from The Plague)
“’When I think something nice is going to happen I seem to fly right up on the wings of anticipation; and then the first thing I realize I drop down to earth with a thud. But really, Marilla, the flying part is glorious as long as it lasts…it’s like soaring through a sunset. I think it almost pays for the thud.’” — L.M. Montgomery (from Anne of Avonlea)
Julia Rogers 