Quotes About Hope

Maybe's a game with no winners.

Perhaps we'll have some answers, at least, before the end. I always dreamed of dying well-informed.

I find hope is best abandoned early,' muttered Temple.

Nem lett volna szabad reménykednie, de a remények olyanok, akár a gyom: mindegy, milyen gyakran tépi ki az ember, mindig újra kihajtanak.

When you're down to small stakes, you have to play long odds.

So often in life, moments that are long anticipated turn out to be profound disappointments.

When you're in hell," murmured Yarvi, "only a devil can point the way out.

It was a place of wild abandon, wild hope, wild despair, everything at extremes and nothing in moderation, dreams trodden into the muck and new ones sucked from bottles to be vomited up and trodden down in turn. A place where the strange was commonplace and the ordinary bizarre, and death might be along tomorrow so you'd best have all your fun today.

All I know is there's no changing yesterday. You can only look to do better tomorrow.

It is hard to lose something." Skara turned back toward the towering truss. "But it gives you the chance to make something better.

life is the misery we endure between disappointments

Oh well," sighed Glokta. "A man has to have hope doesn't he?" "Of course sir," muttered the servant, heading for the door. Does he?

You turn to shit, alright. But maybe you can leave something good behind you.' She barked empty laughter at him. 'What do we leave behind but things not done, not said, not finished? Empty clothes, empty rooms, empty spaces in the ones who knew us? Mistakes never made right and hopes rotted down to nothing?

People love to see death. It reminds them that however mean, however low, however horrible their lives become . . . at least they have one.' Glokta

When men say things used to be better, they invariably mean they were better for them, because they were young, and had all their hopes intact.

It was a look that gave her a tingle, all right, but not in a good way. In that look she saw her silly bloody hopes as twisted and broken as she'd left that Lowlander's arm, and it was no one's fault but her own. She shouldn't have let herself hope, but hopes are like weeds: however often you root them out they keep on springing up.

Truly, life is the misery we endure between disappointments." - Sand dan Glokta

In hard times, it's easy to become hard. But here was a man who always looked for the best in folk. Didn't always find it, but never gave up looking. Wasted no time polishing his own name. Singing his own songs. Didn't have to.

Well." Glokta looked towards the summer revellers. So near to them, yet somehow in a different world. "I have often said that life is the misery we endure between disappointments.

it is the fate of hope to end in disappointment, as it is the fate of light to end in darkness and life in death. They are still worth something while they last.

Because he'd been hoping... perhaps he still was. But hoping had made a fool of him. And Shivers was good and sick of looking the fool.

If anyone had asked him, Clover would've said there was less than no chance this'd be settled with talk. But you never realise how much hope you're holding till it gets knifed and thrown off a roof.

I wish I'd met you sooner,' he said. 'Things might be different.' 'You didn't and they're not. So let's take what we can get , eh?

Easy, now, and listen to me. It hurts, yes. Seems like more than you can take, but it isn't. You think you're going to die, but you won't. Listen to me, because I've been there, and I know. Each minute. Each hour. Each day, it gets better.