Quotes About Hope

Am I mystical again, reader? Then I hope you are too, or will be before you have done with this same beautiful mystical life of ours.

one of the roles of man is to shut his eyes and keep them shut to see if he can continue into the night of his old age the dream curtailed in the night of his youth.

Love, my lads! And above all, love pretty, charming girls; they are the remedy for evil, they give a sweet smell to rottenness, they exchange life for death...Love, my lads!

Estou que empalideci; pelo menos, senti correr um frio pelo corpo todo. A notícia de que ela vivia alegre, quando eu chorava todas as noites, produziu-me aquele efeito, acompanhado de um bater de coração, tão violento, que ainda agora cuido ouvi-lo.

Não chores, meu bem; não queiras que o dia amanheça com duas auroras.

NO CÉU   Pois sejamos felizes de uma vez, antes que o leitor pegue em si, morto de esperar, e vá espairecer a outra parte; casemo-nos. Foi em 1865, uma tarde de março, por sinal que chovia.

Porque levo na minha bolsa os bens e os males, e o maior de todos, a esperança, consolação dos homens. Tremes?

The weight is off my shoulders. I don't live in the past anymore. I look forward, instead of back.

We have not been abandoned. We have, perhaps, in that leaving been given the gift of ourselves in a new, deeper, and more lasting way.

I was taught to strive not because there were any guarantees of success but because the act of striving is in itself the only way to keep faith with life.

If it can be verified, we don't need faith... Faith is for that which lies on the other side of reason. Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.

Euripedes. Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.

It is possible to suffer and despair an entire lifetime and still not give up the art of laughter.

On the other side of pain, there is still love.

Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.

Itt iss Eevill… What is going to happen? Wee wwill cconnttinnue tto ffightt!… And we're not alone, you know, children, came Mrs.Whatsit, the comforter. …some of the best fighters have come from your own planet… Who have our fighters been? Calvin asked. Oh, you must know them, dear, Mrs.Whatsit said. Mrs.Who's spectacles shone out at them triumphantly. And the light shineth in the darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

Suddenly there was a great burst of light through the Darkness. The light spread out and where it touched the Darkness the Darkness disappeared. The light spread until the patch of Dark Thing had vanished, and there was only a gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars, clear and pure.

George MacDonald gives me renewed strength during times of trouble--times when I have seen people tempted to deny God--when he says, The Son of God suffered unto death, not that men might not suffer, but that their sufferings might be like his.

But grief still has to be worked through. It is like walking through water. Sometimes there are little waves lapping about my feet. Sometimes there is an enormous breaker that knocks me down. Sometimes there is a sudden and fierce squall. But I know that many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it.

We have much to be judged on when he comes, slums and battlefields and insane asylums, but these are the symptoms of our illness and the result of our failures in love.

And joy is always a promise.

Wait until tomorrow to find what tomorrow holds.

We were sent here for something. And we know that all things work together for good them that love God, to them who are called according to his purpose

Nothing loved is ever lost or perished.