Quotes About Hope

He lives day-to-day now, just as we do, fumbling forward down the path to the future.

When you want a thing so badly for so long, and then it comes time to face that you cannot have it, sometimes—' 'Sometimes you can't believe it when it comes to you. Sometimes you're afraid to believe it. I understand your hesitation.

I've thought of ending my life, Fool. I admit it. But always, no matter the damage to it, the body tries to go on. And if it manages to, then the mind follows it. Eventually

Even the homeliest girl secretly dreams that a man might fall in love with her inner spirit.

If a man does not die of a wound, then it heals in some fashion, and so it is with loss.

When has been disappointed for so long, hope becomes the enemy. One cannot be dashed to the earth unless one is lifted first, and I learned to avoid hope.

He felt her dim groping towards him, a plea for companionship and comfort. He didn't want to give it. But he had never been a hard-hearted man. When she invaded his mind, pleading, he had to reach back. 'You are stronger than you know,' he told her. 'Keep moving. Follow the other ones, my copper beauty. Soon there will be better days for you, but for now you must be strong.

When the mainstay of one's world is taken away, it's only natural to cling to all the rest, to try desperately to keep things as close to the way they were as one can." He shook his head sorrowfully. "But no one can ever go back to yesterday.

Do you ever get over it?" Did you ever get past it?" He asked me so earnestly for there to be a tomorrow that did not possess that shadow. I told the hardest truth I had ever had to utter. "No. You don't. I didn't. You won't. But you do go on. It becomes a part of you, like any scar. You will go on.

I promise you, I won't let you die." "Make me no promises that can break us both, Fitz.

So this was our adventure. And the prince and the princess get married and live happily ever after, with many children to warm the in their old age.' He had probably heard that phrase thousands of times in his life. It was a common way for a minstrel to end a hero tale. 'Perhaps,' I said cautiously. 'Perhaps.' 'What happens to the rest of us?

I found myself speaking softly as if I were telling an old tale to a young child. And giving it a happy ending, when all know that tales never end, and the happy ending is but a moment to catch one's breath before the next disaster. But I didn't want to think about that. I didn't want to wonder what would happen next.

I hate irony. It is a manacle that ties our dreams to our fears.

The future cannot take from us the days we have left…unless we let it. p. 46 The Fool to Fitz

Any future can be!" she replied, laughing at me. "If it were not so, if it were fixed, it would be a past. You say a foolish thing. How can a future be impossible?

Tú creas posibilidades. Mientras existas se puede cambiar el futuro.

I've just been living from day to day. Waiting for something or someone else to change the situation." His eyes studied her face, looking for a reaction to his next words. "I think I need to make a real decision. I believe I need to take action on my own.

Time doesn't stop for her just because you're gone.

For I had already dreamed your face and I knew I must find you, even though everyone had assured me that you did not and could not exist.

grant your mercy, lend me your strength. Mercy, on an indrawn breath, Strength as he breathed out.

Tell him to turn away from death and choose life. Choose struggle and toil and pain and lovely, lovely life.

She thinks you will succeed. But whether you will know you have succeeded, or if the success will be the one you would have chosen for yourself, well, those are things no one can say now. But she knows you will succeed at whatever you are meant to do." p.613: Paragon to Brashen (about Mother)

Jsme tady, Fitzi, ty a já, abychom zmÄ›nili budoucnost svÄ›ta. Abychom hmátli a podrželi na místÄ› ten malinký oblázek, který by mohl uvolnit padající balvany.

For a time I tried to bolster myself with anger, but my despair was too clammy and dark a thing for anger's flames to overcome.