Quotes About Hope

There is perfect love in Heaven!

Well, and what was there in that?--Who ever hung his hopes upon so frail a twig?

One glance he gave, one little smile at parting--it was but for a moment;but therein I read, a meaning that kindled in my heart a brighter flame of hope than had ever yet arisen.

I longed to seek the retirement of my own room, or some sequestered nook in the grounds, that I might deliver myself up to my feelings—to weep my last farewell, and lament my false hopes and vain delusions. Only this once, and then adieu to fruitless dreaming—thenceforth, only sober, solid, sad reality should occupy my mind.

I gave up hoping...But, still, I would think of him, I would cherish his image in my mind, and treasure every word, look and gesture that memory could retain.

You don't know what happiness lies before you yet, you are now only in the commencement of your journey.

Two years hence you will be as calm as I am now, - and far, far happier, I trust, for you are a man and free to act as you please

the flint and steel of circumstances are continually striking out sparks, which vanish immediately, unless they chance to fall upon the tinder of our wishes; then, they instantly ignite, and the flame of hope is kindled in a moment.

is it likely my life all through will be so clouded? Is it not possible that God may hear my prayers, disperse these gloomy shadows, and grant me some beams of heaven's sunshine yet? Will He entirely deny to me those blessings which are so freely given to others, who neither ask them nor acknowledge them when received? May I not still hope and trust?

Oh, they have robbed me of the hope My spirit held so dear; They will not let me hear that voice My soul delights to hear. They will not let me see that face I so delight to see; And they have taken all thy smiles, And all thy love from me. Well, let them seize on all they can;- One treasure still is mine,- A heart that loves to think on thee, And feels the worth of thine.

But is not active employment the best remedy for overwhelming sorrow—the surest antidote for despair?

nothing was seen or heard of Mr. Weston; until, at last, I gave up hoping, for even my heart acknowledged it was all in vain. But still, I would think of him: I would cherish his image in my mind; and treasure every word, look, and gesture that my memory could retain;

Now I am a wife: my bliss is sobered, but not destroyed; my hopes diminished, but not departed; my fears increased, but notyet thoroughly confirmed.

But where hope rises, fear must lurk behind.

But supposing I could be so generous as to take delight in this, stil it is only a child; and I can't centre all my hopes in a child: that is only one degree better than devoting oneself to a dog

And why should I take it for granted that my son will be one in a thousand? – and not rather prepare for the worst, and suppose he will be like his – like the rest of mankind, unless I take care to prevent it?

Pero nuestros deseos son como la yesca: el pedernal y el acero de las circunstancias están continuamente lanzando chispas, que se desvanecen inmediatamente, a menos que caigan por casualidad sobre la yesca de nuestros deseos; luego, instantáneamente se encienden, y la llama de la esperanza se enciende en un momento.

nije li marljiv rad najbolji lijek za neizmjernu tugu – najsigurniji protuotrov za o?aj?

Her speculations on the future are full of buoyant hope - so were mine once. I shudder to think of her being awakened like me to a sense of their delusive vanity.

Kindness, which had been the food of my life through so many years, had lately been so entirely denied me, that I welcomed with grateful joy the slightest semblance of it.

This, at least, is the hope that I cherish, the fancy that lights me on my lonely way.

There's always a chance of death; and it is always well to live with such a chance in view.

Fakat dikeni tutacak yüreÄŸi olmayanlar, Asla gülün sevdas?na düÅŸmemeli...

Oh, Youth may listen patiently, While sad Experience tells her tale, But Doubt sits smiling in his eye, For ardent Hope will still prevail! He hears how feeble Pleasure dies, By guilt destroyed, and pain and woe; He turns to Hope—and she replies, "Believe it not-it is not so!