Patience is your annoying little brother being right
Patience is your rib cage pried open by field mice
Patience is the only hope for sanity
Patience is everything everywhere that was ever once something else
Patience is the only thing more beautiful than an old dainty woman in a fancy hat
Patience is mostly stumbled upon for pockets of non-time
Patience is usually denounced in favour of turmoil
Patience is a fat birthmark in the shape of the essence of creation
Patience is no body’s business but mine for me when I want to feel it
Patience is no coconuts falling but the taste of sweet milk filling your mouth as you stand below shaking the tree
Patience is the only way out of the fear trap
Patience is an orgasm on the cusp of enlightenment
Patience is a naked tree in January
Patience is the smell of a half inked tattoo bleeding with the promise to be something beautiful and forever
Patience is a halo
Patience is the power to live through it all, especially love
Patience is my black coffee not waiting for my sugary spoon
Patience is the baggage handler with no passport
Patience is my father
Patience is unconditional love flavoured ice cream on a hot night of the soul
Patience is the letters we used to write on paper that came from trees we used to cut by hand
Patience is Shakespeare waiting this long for Sir Ian McKellen to be born and grow old enough to play King Lear
Patience is my intestines who never get any thanks
Patience is a whole nights sleep with no peeking at what is coming next
Patience is kneeling at the foot of desire
Patience is walking only on the cracks with reverence for how they formed
Patience is not advised for the weak of will, it will only lead to the throwing of plates
Patience is the mouth on my face and the mouth in my mind shutting for long enough to feel the mouth of my heart open and
get her turn
Patience is the reward for its own effort
Patience is so boring sometimes
Patience is the journey of every single rock on earth breaking free from some giant slab and becoming itself
Patience is God’s funniest one liner
Patience is the most aerobic activity out there
Patience is something I one day hope to feel as easily as I do feverish desire or reaching outwards
Patience is the sandiest bathing suit of all time
Patience is the impeccably shiny brogues on a gentleman standing at the arrivals gate
Patience is a necklace made of broken hearts worn only on special occasions
Patience is no game or trickery or cunning slight of hand
Patience is the earth’s response to the incessant stream of dirty footprints on her living room floor
Patience is no place for a stranger in search of revenge
Patience is my obsession
Patience is the sound the sky makes as every colour on its canvas turns carefully towards sun-setting brilliance
Patience is the stick you dropped from the bridge into the stream and watched disappear into the reeds
Patience is the renunciation of the need for a spiritual teacher that lives outside my own heart
Patience is the name of the Cobbler who I want to make my walking shoes
Patience is a yellow brick road toward the real Oz
Patience is the threshold of pain exceeded in childbirth
Patience is the visionary who sees the beautiful future unfolding but knows not to break the snow globe in an attempt to climb inside it
Patience is the word before the thought knowing its worth something
Patience is the anti-feeling in the belly of the glassy eyed teenager who just lost his virginity
Patience is the cut off crusts of the lunchtime sandwich
Patience is the catapult we must climb into in order to reach the castle beyond the battlefield
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