Quotes About Hope

Sweetest love, I do not go,For weariness of thee,Nor in hope the world can showA fitter love for me;But since that IMust die at last, 'tis best,To use my self in jestThus by feign'd deaths to die.

O my America! my new-found land.

O! I shall soon despair, when I shall see That Thou lovest mankind well, yet wilt not choose me, And Satan hates me, yet is loth to lose me.

I joy, that in these straits I see my west;

For the first twenty years, since yesterday, I scarce believed thou could'st be gone away; For forty more, I fed on favors past, And forty' on hopes, that thou would'st they might last. Tears drowned one hundred, and sighs blew out two; A thousand, I did neither think, nor do, Or not divide, all being one thought of you; Or, in a thousand more, forget that too. Yet call not this, long life, but think that I Am, by being dead, immortal; can ghosts die?

And, O my God, who madest thyself a light in a bush, in the midst of these brambles and thorns of a sharp sickness, appear unto me so that I may see thee, and know thee to be my God, applying thyself to me, even in these sharp and thorny passages.

On good days I hope we were formed for a purpose, but there is also a deep throbbing, a grim Celtic warning that life can be either full or futile. And there is no sense to how that will be revealed; we graft meaning on our lives as best we can.

For our part, we labor on in the blind hope that we will somehow be plucked from anonymity and elevated to full-time status, where you work about nine months out of the year. So

I never see the dawn that I don't say to myself perhaps.

Silence in times of suffering is the best.

When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat;Yet, fool'd with hope, men favor the deceit;Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay.Tomorrow's falser than the former day.

All, all of a piece throughout:Thy chase had a beast in view;Thy wars brought nothing about;Thy lovers were all untrue.'Tis well an old age is out,And time to begin a new.

When I consider Life, 'tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possesst.

I strongly wish for what I faintly hope; like the daydreams of melancholy men, I think and think in things impossible, yet love to wander in that golden maze.

Love is anticipation and memory, uncertainty and longing. It's unreasonable, of course. Nothing begins with so much excitement and hope and pleasure as love, except maybe writing a story. And nothing fails as often, except writing stories. And like a story, love must be troubled to be interesting.

Cast care aside, lean on thy Guide; His boundless mercy will provide; Trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove Christ is its life, and Christ its love. "FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT," JOHN MONSELL (1863)

As it is my eager expectation and hope that I will not be at all ashamed, but that with full courage now as always Christ will be honored in my body, whether by life or by death. For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. (Phil. 1:20–21)

being.Treasure God's love, and it will equip you to come to the end of life well.

Rogers's closing signature, encompassing his Christian ideals and his belief in the Golden Rule, became a radio classic: "Goodbye, good luck, and may the good Lord take a likin' to ya.

My story, or my life or my legacy can hopefully show [fans] that once you're down, that doesn't mean you're down forever. You never let up.

My heart has always leaned towards England, and with the close friendship of Winston [Churchill], the hero who brought hope to the world, I could not imagine a happier life for myself.

Hope is life's greatest treasure. If you have no hope, create some!

We have become accustomed to living our life with joy amidst pain and challenges.

my life has been saved over and over again by picking up a book in which someone captured the whole experience of being despised and not dying.