Quotes About Hope

Each day of war takes us farther from all we could hope to be or do. We gain nothing but heartbreak, and lose everything we cherish. Our lives erode and diminish, our children see no future except a calendar of anguish and death. Our only hope for tomorrow is for peace now.

Good-bye, good-bye,' muttered Gwystyl. 'I hate to see you waste your time, not to mention your lives. But that's the way of it, I suppose. Here today, gone tomorrow, and what's anyone to do about it? Good-bye. I hope we meet again. But not soon. Good-bye.

Writing for children can be completely honest in non-cynical ways. In adult books you're required to be cynical. It embarrasses us to say positive things. You can have affection and hope in children's books, but that is out of fashion in adult fiction.

He learned that the lives of men are short and filled with pain, yet each one a priceless treasure, whether it be that of a prince or a pig-keeper. And, at the last, the book taught him that while nothing was certain, all was possible. At the end of knowledge, wisdom begins, Dallben murmured. And at the end of wisdom there is not grief, but hope.

Some days are like that...and what's to be done about it? Nothing, alas, but hope things will brighten, which they very likely won't. But there you are, it's all one can do.

There are those who have labored all their lives to gain the gift, striving until the end only to find themselves mistaken; and those who had it born in them yet never knew; those who lost heart too soon; and those who should never have begun at all. "Count yourself lucky," the potter went on, "that you have understood this now and not spent your years in vain hope. This much have you learned, and no learning is wasted.

Our Christian cultural heritage will continue as a viable path of communal faith in today's global village only if it leaves us free to believe what we find personally convincing and at the same inspires us to walk into the unknown future with hope and faith.

Just when you think life is a bitch, it has puppies.

He wept because he was afraid now that he could not save Gabriel. He no longer cared about himself

The whole world had changed. Only the fairy tales remained the same. And they lived happily ever after

Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps the singing bird will come.

It was harder for the ones who were waiting, Annemarie knew. Less danger, perhaps, but more fear.

For all for children To whom we entrust the future

I'm going to give you the memory of a rainbow.

Go, he said. This is your journey, your battle. Be brave. Find your gift. Use it to save what you love.

and I want you all to remember- that you must not dream yourselves back to the times before the war, but the dream for you all, young and old, must be to create an ideal of human decency, and not a narrow-minded and prejudiced one.

Surely that gift—the gift of a world of human decency—is the one that all countries hunger for still.

But there's a whole world waiting, still, and there are good things in it.

and I want you all to remember—that you must not dream yourselves back to the times before the war, but the dream for you all, young and old, must be to create an ideal of human decency, and not a narrow-minded and prejudiced one. That is the great gift our country hungers for, something every little peasant boy can look forward to, and with pleasure feel he is a part of—something he can work and fight for.

a whole world can lie before someone, if love is there when one wakes.

She's sure, absolutely sure, that what she's waiting for will happen, just the way she wants it to; and I'm so uncertain, so fearful my dreams will end up forgotten somewhere, someday, like a piece of string and a paperclip lying in a dish.

Suddenly he was aware with certainty and joy that below, ahead, they were waiting for him; and that they were waiting, too, for the baby.

But somehow the small red-painted sled had become a symbol of courage and hope.

A teenage girl wrote that she had been considering suicide until she read The Giver.