“+ Since when had he started to wait? Since he had made himself free for waiting by losing the desire for particular things, including the desire for the end of things. Waiting begins when there is nothing more to wait for, not even the end of waiting. Waiting is unaware of and destroys that which awaits. Waiting awaits nothing. Whatever the importance of the object of waiting may be, it is always infinitely surpassed by the movement of waiting. Waiting renders all things equally important, equally vain. In order to wait for the slightest thing, we have at our disposal an infinite capacity for waiting that seems inexhaustible.”
Book:Awaiting Oblivion
