Quotes About Hope

No, this is not the beginning of a new chapter in my life; this is the beginning of a new book! That first book is already closed, ended, and tossed into the seas; this new book is newly opened, has just begun! Look, it is the first page! And it is a beautiful one!

A man can go on without wealth, and even without purpose, for a while. But he will not go on without hope.

This is the moment when what we need most is enough people with the skill, heart, and wisdom to help us pull ourselves back from the edge of breakdown and onto a different path.

Setting out on the voyage to Ithacayou must pray that the way be long,full of adventures and experiences.

There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.

When we lose one blessing, another is often most unexpectedly given in its place.

I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been - if you've been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.

If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair.

No one ever told me grief felt so much like fear.

You are never too old to dream a new dream or set another goal.

There are times when God asks nothing of his children except silence, patience and tears.

They like the god stuff. It makes them feel special, and it makes them feel less lonely about having been left behind at the end of things

Solitude is its own kind of madness. Like hope itself.

Nothing's perfect. Especially not me. I'm just like you were. Human. Hanging on. Holding out for a happy ending. But knowing it ends badly. And then being surprised by joy.

the only answers that are useful are the ones that will help us survive into the future.

They flew off in Xavin's spaceship and I watched it until it faded away. It was so sad. But I hope wherever they are right now they are having some cool space adventures, and doing things that girls who like each other do. Like having sleepovers and telling ghost stories.

Consider, if you will, the morning boner. What a metaphor of hope and renewal! How can anyone give way to despair when one's groin greets each day with such a gala spectacle of physical optimism?

A soul loves most what is lost...

We are not what happened to us, we are what we wish to become.

At first we cannot see beyond the path that leads downward to dark and hateful things—but no light or beauty will ever come from the man who cannot bear this sight. Light is always born of darkness, and the sun never yet stood still in heaven to satisfy man's longing or to still his fears.

Such a revolution of one's world, and of the world in general, threw its shadows ahead

The mercy which happened to me gave me belief, hope, and sufficient daring, not to resist further the spirit of the depths, but to utter his word. But before I could pull myself together to really do it, I needed a visible sign that would show me that the spirit of the depths in me was at the same time the ruler of the depths of world affairs.

He who shall deliver me from the waters and bring me back to dry land, him will I bless with riches everlasting.

Probably, as in all metaphysical questions, both are true: Life is or has meaning and meaninglessness. I cherish the anxious hope that meaning will preponderate and win the battle.