Quotes About Hope

Before passing to the next chapter, kindle anew in your mind the fire of hope, faith, courage, and tolerance. If you have these states of mind, and a working knowledge of the principles described, all else that you need will come to you, when you are READY for it.

Faith is the only known antidote for failure!

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FAITH is the strongest, and most productive of the emotions. Follow

There is a difference between WISHING for a thing and being READY to receive it. No

nothing is impossible to the person who backs desire with enduring faith.

So we do not lose heart… Because we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen; for the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes. I tell you yesterday is a wind gone down, a sun dropped in the west. I tell you there is nothing in the world only an ocean of to-morrows, a sky of to-morrows.

The worn tired stars say you shall die early and die dirty. The clean cold stars say you shall die late and die clean. The runaway stars say you shall never die at all, never at all.

A baby is God's opinion that life should go on.

It's going to come out all right—do you know? The sun, the birds, the grass—they know. They get along—and we'll get along. Some days will be rainy and you will sit waiting And the letter you wait for won't come, 5 And I will sit watching the sky tear off gray and gray And the letter I wait for won't come.

I speak of new cities and new people I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes. I tell you yesterday is a wind gone down, a sun dropped in the west. I tell you there is nothing in the world only an ocean of tomorrows. a sky of tomorrows. I am a brother of the cornhuskers who say at sundown: Tomorrow is a day." - Carl Sandburg, Cornhuskers

Man is born with rainbows in his heart and you'll never read him unless you consider rainbows.

When the rose's flash to the sunset Reels to the wrack and the twist, And the rose is a red bygone, When the face I love is going And the gate to the end shall clang, And it's no use to beckon or say, "So long"— Maybe I'll tell you then— some other time.

It's going to come out all right—do you know? The sun, the birds, the grass—they know. They get along—and we'll get along. Some days will be rainy and you will sit waiting And the letter you wait for won't come, And I will sit watching the sky tear off gray and gray And the letter I wait for won't come.

I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way

You must expect to be in several lost causes before you die.

I HAVE ransacked the encyclopedias And slid my fingers among topics and titles Looking for you. And the answer comes slow. There seems to be no answer. Old-fashioned Requited Love I shall ask the next banana peddler the who and the why of it. Or—the iceman with his iron tongs gripping a clear cube in summer sunlight—maybe he will know.

I will be back soon if not sooner and when I come back I will return.

And the ring of your heart-deep laughter: It is much to be warm and sure of to-morrow.

What is a stratosphere fourteen miles from the earth or a sunken glass house on the sea-bottom amid fish and feather- stars unless a bet that man can shove on beyond yesterday's record of man the hoper, the believer?

Speak to the branches of spring and the surprise of blossoms: they too hope for a good year.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, 'Come and find me, come and find me'.