Quotes About Hope

all these things that now, while we are still in the war, sink down in us like a stone, after the war shall waken again, and then shall begin the disentanglement of life and death.

Cât timp capacitatea unei inimi de femeie nu a secat,nu este înc? nimic pierdut.

Via?a este un vis... realitatea este cenu?ie ?i goal?...

Ako ne vodi u smrt, krajnja nesigurnost može dovesti do sigurnosti koja se ne može uzdrmati...

Copii sunt ca niÈ™te flori delicate, tânjesc dup? lumin?, iar dac? nu o au, îÈ™i las? capul în jos.

here the strength and the will of a generation of youth that died before it could begin to live is poured out in one vast lament upon the night.

Nije obmanjivala sebe životom i znala je da se mora hvatati za njega da bi se bar malo ugrabilo od onog što se naziva sre?om... Sre?a je nešto najnesigurnije na svetu, kao premija na lutriji.

Nad ei taha poliitikat. Nad tahavad usu aseainet. /--/ Nad tahavad jälle kedagi uskuda. Mida, on täitsa ükskõik. Sellepärast nad ongi nii fanaatilised.

Pärast sõja lõppu pole enam mingit rahu olnud. Ja ometi ei tahtnud meist keegi midagi muud peale rahu. Meeletu maailm!

Oricât de mult s-ar avânta fericirea noastr? spre stele È™i soare , cu oricât? beautitudine ne-am în?lÈ›a mâinele, la un moment dat fericirea È™i visul se destram? sfârÈ™itul fiind mereu acelaÈ™i:deplângem ceea ce am pierdut.

Veruješ li ti da se život nastavlja posle? - Verujem. Život je toliko r?avo stvoren da mu ovde ne može biti kraj.

Üçümüz de ayn? ÅŸeyi düÅŸünüyoruz: Franz Kemmerich buradan saÄŸ ç?ksa bile tek bacakl? kalaca??na göre bu çizmeler ne iÅŸe yarar?

I know nothing about them except that they are prisoners-of-war, and that is precisely what shakes me. Their lives are anonymous and blameless; if I knew more about them, what they are called, how they live, what their hopes and fears are, then my feelings might have a focus and could turn into sympathy. But at the moment all I sense in them is the pain of the dumb animal, the fearful melancholy of life and the pitilessness of men. - Paul Buemer

I merely crawl still farther under the coffin, it shall protect me, though death himself lies in it, (Chapter 4, All Quiet on the Western Front)

I began to think about God. I mean, the notion of a Supreme Being existing somewhere began to creep into my private thoughts. Not because I wanted to strike Him on the face, to punch Him out for what He was about to do to me - to Jenny, that is. No, the kind of religious thoughts I had were just the opposite. Like, when I woke up in the morning and Jenny was there. Still there. I'm sorry, embarrassed even, but I hoped there was a God I could say thank you to.

I'm still in shape. I jog along the Charles each evening. If I go five miles, I get to glimpse the lights of Harvard just across the river. And see all the places I had walked when I was happy. I run back in the darkness, reminiscing just to pass the time. Sometimes I ask myself what I would be if Jenny were alive. And I answer: I would be alive.

Sometimes I ask myself what I would be if Jenny were alive. And then I answered: I would also be alive.

Sometimes I ask myself what I would be if Jenny were alive. And then I answer:I would also be alive.

It would be foolish to disguise the gravity of the hour," he said. "It would be still more foolish to lose heart and courage.

You wish you had not come. If there were not so many around, you would reach out your arms, with the prayer on your lips for it all to come back to you. It seems cruel, cruel, to give us such a vision; to let us dream and drift through heaven for six months, and then to take it out of our lives.

One young boy, asked what he wanted to be when he grew up, a fireman or pilot or such, answered: Alive.

What I have now at your generous hands is infinitely precious to me. It would kill me to part with it,—I could not and I hope you could not. And I will be patient, patient without end, to see what, if anything, the future may have [in] store for me.

In the end, Dodd proved to be exactly what Roosevelt had wanted, a lone beacon of American freedom and hope in a land of gathering darkness.

Elsewhere in the government, Dodd thought he detected a new and decidedly moderate bent, at least by comparison to Hitler, Göring, and Goebbels, whom he described as "adolescents in the great game of international leadership." It was in the next tier down, the ministries, that he found cause for hope.