Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments but let us have patience and we soon shall see them in their proper figures.

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

For anything worth having one must pay the price and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice - no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service.

Abused patience turns to fury.

How many a man has thrown up his hands at a time when a little more effort, a little more patience would have achieved success.