Quotes About Hope

In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there is something of everything; there is bravery, youth, honor, enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the eager fury of the gamester, and above all, intervals of hope.

We live in the midst of a gloomy society. Success; that is the lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption.

It is on December nights, with the thermometer at zero, that we most think of the sun.

The poor man shuddered inside, flooded with an angelic bliss; he told himself in a burst of joy that this would last all his life; he

Duša se ne predaje o?aju pre nego iscrpe sve obmane

People who are crushed do not look behind them. They know but too well the evil fate which follows them.

Misery, we repeat, had been good for him. Poverty in youth, when it succeeds, has this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards effort, and the whole soul towards aspiration.

Jean Valjean watched these ravages with anxiety. He who felt that he could never do anything but crawl, walk at the most, beheld wings sprouting on Cosette.

To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be elections for this in heaven; we are all candidates, unknown to ourselves; the angels vote.

The whole of progress tends in the direction of solution. Some day we shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge naturally from the zone of distress. The obliteration of misery will be accomplished by a simple elevation of level.

As long as there are misérables there will be a cloud on the horizon that can become a phantom and a phantom that can become Marat.

He sought not to efface sorrow by forgetfulness, but to magnify and dignify it by hope. He said:— Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think not of that which perishes. Gaze steadily. You will perceive the living light of your well-beloved dead in the depths of heaven.

Nothing proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards the splendors of destiny.

At the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of Heaven fills those who are quitting the light of Earth.

Great grief contains dejection. They discourage existence.

It is the same with wretchedness as with everything else. It ends by becoming bearable.

It was like a hand which had opened and thrown suddenly upon her a handful of sunbeams.

VOLUME II.—COSETTE

Man is the second.

The presence of angels is an announcement of Paradise.

Le ciel était absolument noir, il n'y avait plus d'étoiles, mais évidemment il en voyait une.

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Revolution cannot really be conquered... If you wish to understand what Revolution is, call it Progress; and if you wish to understand what Progress is, call it Tomorrow. Tomorrow performs its work irresistibly, and it does it from today.

La vie n'est qu'une longue perte de tout ce qu'on aime.