Quotes About Hope

She hadn't realized how much she'd needed a dream, but it had transformed her, changed her from poor motherless and abandoned Tully to a girl poised to take on the world. The goal made her life story unimportant, gave her something to reach for, to hang on to

Hope was such a dangerous thing, so ephemeral and amorphous; it didn't fit in the concrete world of words spoken aloud.

He saw his whole life in her eyes, all his dreams and hopes and fears.

her daughter was here, with her, inside of her. She'd always been here, even when Jude was too broken to look for her. But it was time now to say, "Good-bye, baby Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I love you." For the first time in years, she believed that her daughter could hear her.

Some things end. Love shouldn't be one of those things.

One thing was left, as clear and perfect as a drop of rain—the desperate need to stand together … They would rise and fall and, in their falling, rise again.

In the last few moments before dawn, Vianne sat near the mound of fresh-turned earth. She wanted to pray, but her faith felt far away, the remnant of another woman's life.

story is only sad if there's no happy ending. I guess I always believe in that ending.

I smile at them, my two boys who should have broken me, but somehow saved me, each in his own way. Because of them, I know now what matters, and it is not what I have lost. It is my memories. Wounds heal. Love lasts. We remain.

Some things need to be simply planted in the soft dirt of possibility.

perhaps that's what life is, getting it wrong and going on, and still believing, always believing.

It was one of those moments—an instant of grace in a crazy, sometimes impossibly dangerous world—that changed a man's life.

We remember the missing as much as the lost, don't we?

Do you want. To fix it up? Live here?" "Maybe. Or maybe we'll burn it down and rebuild. Ashes make great soil.

How do you keep hold of a dream like that?" "With both hands.

In her hurt, she did what she'd always done: she disappeared. But all the while, she waited, prayed, that both her husband and her daughter would someday see how much she loved them and they would love her in return.

Don't you dare say that to me, not this time. Nobody's strong enough to be a parent. We just do it, blindly, going forward on faith and love and hope. That's all it is, Angel. Being afraid, being afraid in the marrow of your bones, and going on.

hope felt like a borrowed sweater that didn't quite fit.

She] saw suddenly how hope could break you. How it was a shiny lure for the unwary. What happened to you if you hoped too hard for the best and got the worst? Was it better not to hope at all? To prepare?

It was the very bleakness of winter that made spring possible.

You're stronger than you think you are. You can get through this, whatever happens, you can get through it. Just don't forget...the rain. It's an angel's tears. And every glass you've ever seen is half full. Don't let yourself forget that. I know what it does to a person... forgetting that hope is out there.

No matter how dark a place is, there are always moments of light.

You are my sunlight in the dark and the ground beneath my feet. Because of you, I can survive

If ever I am inclined in the future to disbelieve in love, I will remember this moment.