Quotes About Hope

What we give to fear, we take away from...faith.

She explains that lost love is still love.Life has to end but love doesn't

They teach you, as children, that you might go to heaven. They never teach you that heaven might come to you.

Hopeless change be contagious, but hope can be too. And there is no medicine to match it.

For centuries, musicians have sought to find me at the end of a needle or the bottom of a drink. It is an illusion. And it often ends badly. Take

Every ending is a beginning. We just don't know it at the time.

There are some mornings when I cry and cry and mourn for myself. Some mornings, I'm so angry and bitter. But it doesn't last too long. Then I get up and say, 'I want to live Ã¢â'¬Â¦

We adults can be a wretched lot Chika, yet in every child's face we see the Lord has not given up on us.

Time passed. Like flakes shaken in a snow globe, the lives of those involved in the tragedy settled slowly to the ground, not in the same spots but in new pockets of peace.

But heaven can be found in the most unlikely corners. And heaven itself has many steps.

We could look out our windows and still see your face, still hear your voice on the wind. But where do we look for you now?

In the beginning, there was a question. In the end, the question gets answered. God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it's all one song—one same, wonderful, human song. I am in love with hope.

On earth, Marguerite said, when you fell asleep, you sometimes dreamed your heaven and those dreams helped to form it. But there was no reason for such dreams now.

Cinta yang menang. Cinta selalu menang(hal 42, Selasa Bersama Morrie)

For all that was happening to him, his voice was strong and inviting, and his mind was vibrating with a million thoughts. He was intent on proving that the word 'dying' was not synonymous with 'useless'.

If you believe it, you don't need proof.

I lifted my eyes, and, for the first time, admitted the truth. I gave up, I whispered. Don't give up, she whispered back.

I'm so sorry, Sarah gasped, tears pouring down her cheeks. It just felt like... the end. Ends are for yesterdays, not tomorrows.

Believe, hard work, love-you have those things, you can do anything.

No life is a waste .

Heaven . . . is the same feeling. . . . No fear. No dark. When you know you are loved . . . that's the light.

After all these months, lying there, unable to move a leg or a foot – how could he find perfection in such an average day? Then I realized that was the whole point.

Do you really think we'll meet again one day? "Don't you?

Only God can write the end of your story.