Quotes About Hope

And anyone who nurtures impossible hopes is already a loser. Once you come to realize it, you just give up.

But even this writer writes in the hope, not all that secret, that his book itself will create, and in great quantity, many new exemplars of this reader, desired and pursued with such craftsmanlike precision, and postulated, encouraged, by his text.

A simple, magnificent equation: ingenuity plus hope equals change

The gates of memory would roll open—old joys would stretch out their arms to them, old hopes and dreams would call to them, and they would stir beneath the burden that lay upon them, and feel its forever immeasurable weight. They could not even cry out beneath it; but anguish would seize them, more dreadful than the agony of death.

They wish to build a new and better world, and I would be glad if they could succeed, and if I saw any hope of success I would join them. I ask for their plans, and they offer me vague dreams, in which as a man of affairs, I see no practicality. Is is like the the end of Das Rheingold: there is Valhalla, very beautiful, but only a rainbow bridge on which to get to it, and while the gods ma be able to walk on a rainbow, my investors and working people cannot.

To think that in the midst of the last desperate agony of war, with several "Big Berthas" dropping shells into the city every twenty minutes, with food scarce and fuel unobtainable, more than three thousand men and women had sat at easels and maintained their faith that art could not be destroyed, but was and would remain the supreme achievement and goal of life! Lanny

Oh, sorrow beyond telling! Oh, sheep that none can save! Oh, heartbreak of the future! O shepherd, speak from the grave! Lanny thought that these verses said something to the American people.

The best that anyone could do for the present was to build him a not too costly home in some part of the earth where there was no gold, oil, coal, or other mineral treasure, and which was not near a disputed boundary or strategic configuration of land or water. There with reasonable luck he might have peace within his own walls, and perhaps think some thoughts which might be helpful to a hate-tormented world.

that he sold out his convictions mattered less, for the people had become so cynical about public men that they hoped only to find the least dishonest.

They had opened their hearts, like flowers to the springtime, and the merciless winter had fallen upon them. They wondered if ever any love that had blossomed had been so crushed and trampled!

In that country, rich or poor, a man was free... So America was a place of which lovers and young people dreamed.

I counted the days. I marked them off on the wall with a piece of coal.

The best stories never end - they keep on going, inside you.

Cubby kept looking for Miss Renshaw--it was like waiting for the bus, constantly thinking that each little sound was Miss Renshaw and Morgan coming back

Hilda was philosophical. That means you think everything will turn out for best, according to my father. Or if you don't actually think it, you pretend to.

It was the kind of silence that fills you with light and makes you believe you can do anything you want.

They all looked like families coming back from Church, wearing their Sunday best. In reality, they were refugees who had no idea how drastically their lives were about to change.

Cuba is painful for me, too. It hurts to always feel like a foreigner, with your roots exposed, with this feeling that everything is temporary, that life is back there in a future that never seems to get here. What has happened to us is very hard, but there are so many who have it so much worse.

Isn't it the moment of most profound doubt that gives birth to new certainties? Perhaps hopelessness is the very soil that nourishes human hope; perhaps one could never find sense in life without first experiencing absurdity.

Hope is not a feeling of certainty that everything ends well. Hope is just a feeling that life and work have a meaning.

Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.

Truth and love will overcome lies and hatred.

Hope is the deep orientation of the human soul that can be held at the darkest times.

The kind of hope that I often think about…I understand above all as a state of mind, not a state of the world. Either we have hope within us, or we don't. It is a dimension of the soul It's not essentially dependent upon some particular observation of the world or estimate of the situation. Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.