How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
I do oppose my patience to his fury, and am arm'd to suffer with a quietness of spirit, the very tyranny and rage of his.
Patience is sottish, and impatience does become a dog that's mad.
Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.
Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper sprinkle cool patience.
I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.
Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow cycles of nature, is a help.
It's okay to be impatient. As long as you show your patience on the outside.
—Lisa M. Cronkhite in Disconnected