Quotes About Hope

Most of me was glad when my mother died. She was a handful, but not in a cute, festive way. More in a life-threatening way, that had caused me a long time ago to give up all hope of ever feeling good about having had her as a mother.

You will lose someone you can't live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn't seal back up. And you come through. It's like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.

And I felt like my heart had been so thoroughly and irreparably broken that there could be no real joy again, that at best there might eventually be a little contentment. Everyone wanted me to get help and rejoin life, pick up the pieces and move on, and I tried to, I wanted to, but I just had to lie in the mud with my arms wrapped around myself, eyes closed, grieving, until I didn't have to anymore.

Forgiveness is giving up all hope of having had a better past.

I do not understand the mystery of grace -- only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.

Hope is not about proving anything. It's about choosing to believe this one thing, that love is bigger than any grim, bleak shit anyone can throw at us.

Emotions are lovely. Even if they fall to the negative for a time. The sun will rise again another day. The sadness perhaps never forgotten, but a new day enjoyed in another way. A way that could not have been but for the sadness's existence.

Only dreamers can teach us to soar.

The tears I feel today I'll wait to shed tomorrow. Though I'll not sleep this night Nor find surcease from sorrow. My eyes must keep their sight: I dare not be tear-blinded. I must be free to talk Not choked with grief, clear-minded. My mouth cannot betray The anguish that I know. Yes, I'll keep my tears til later: But my grief will never go.

The tears I feel today I'll wait to shed tomorrow. Though I'll not sleep this night Nor find surcease from sorrow. My eyes must keep their sight: I dare not be tear-blinded. I must be free to talk Not choked with grief, clear-minded. My mouth cannot betray The anguish that I know. Yes, I'll keep my tears til later: But my grief will never go.

Oh, Tongue, give sound to joy and sing Of hope and promise on dragonwing

The blackest night must end in dawn, the light dispel the dreamer's fear.

I sat there listening to "We Shall Overcome," looking out of the window at the passing Mississippi landscape.

We shall overcome, We shall overcome / We shall overcome some day.' I WONDER. I really WONDER.

Their (the teenagers) way of thinking seemed to have been "God helps those that help themselves" instead of "When we get to heaven things will be different, there won't be no black or white," which was what my grandmother thought.

For happiness one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair.

Don't wish me happiness - I don't expect to be happy it's gotten beyond that, somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor - I will need them all.

Life is a gift, given in trust - like a child.

It isn't for the moment you are struck that you need courage, but for that long uphill climb back to sanity and faith and security.

But the things that Christ taught are still true, of that I am absolutely certain. Meet me at the end of the world when we stand at the abyss...Honor is still worth living or dying for; no matter how tired or hurt or frightened you are, face forward and seek the light.

I bought the sweetness with this pain.

But in our anguish-darkened land, let us draw close, and clasp the hand; our whispered password holds assuagement -- the solemn "Yea, I understand!"

The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead.

The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead.