Waiting is a trap. There will always be reasons to wait. The truth is, there are only two things in life, reasons and results, and reasons simply don't count.

Waiting turns men into bears in a barn, and women into cats in a sack.

The Indian danced on alone. The crowd clapped up the beat. The Indian danced with a chair. The crowd went crazy. The band faded. The crowd cheered. The Indian held up his hands for silence as if to make a speech. Looking at the band and then the crowd, the Indian said, "Well, what're you waiting for? Let's DANCE.

When I awake thinking of dreams I slept on, I often wonder, if the dreams ever wake up thinking of me?

I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.

A stranger is just a friend waiting to be let in.