Quotes About Hope

There will be days -- even years from now -- when the missing will be so sharp it takes your breath away.

Feridas cicatrizam. O amor perdura. Nós continuamos.

We have heart and desperation

my feet. Because of you, I can survive. I hope

I'll wait forever. Leni

They had history together, after all, and she couldn't help loving him still. In spite of everything, all the pain and heartbreak and anger he'd left in his wake, when she closed her eyes at night, she missed him beside her, missed the sound of his breathing and the hope she'd felt that one day he would really love her.

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?

Kristin Hannah

Loreda pulled Elsa into her arms and held her while she cried for all of it—the way they lived, the dreams they'd lost, the future they'd so blindly believed in. For the children who would grow up not knowing Jean. Her humor, her gentleness, her steel, her hopes for them.

Once, a lifetime ago, she had worried about girls, only a few years older than her, who had gone missing. The stories had given her nightmares at thirteen. Now she knew there were a hundred ways to be lost and even more ways to be found.

she had fallen into the fathomless gray that warped a mind and made a mother keep holding on long after hope was gone.

It is my memories. Wounds heal. Love lasts. We remain.

When she was little, Elizabeth had often cried when her mama's favorite flowers wilted and died. Now, though, as a woman full grown, she understood the importance of rest. It was the very bleakness of winter that made spring possible.

Vianne knew about the kind of talon grief that wouldn't let go; she had fallen into the fathomless gray that warped a mind and made a mother keep holding on long after hope was gone.

What will we be without him?" Meredith whispered, clinging to her. "Less," was all Nina could think of to say.

People who have lost themselves in the dark woods of ordinary life, who have been betrayed by loved ones and forgotten how to be led by dreams.

Some stories don't have happy endings. Even love stories. Maybe especially love stories.

She would do it all again. And this wasn't the end. She had to remember that. Each day she lived there was a chance for salvation. She couldn't give up. She could never give up.

Time and again, she had returned to God, pleading for help, promising her faith. She wanted to believe that she was neither alone nor in charge, but rather that her life was unfolding according to His plan, even if she couldn't see it. Now, though, such hope felt as slight and bendable as tin.

was the dream that had brought her here and she passed it on to me. But, it was a lie. For people like us, anyway.

warrior believes in an end she can't see and fights for it. A warrior never gives up. A warrior fights for those weaker than herself. It sounds like motherhood to me.

What she thought, over and over again, was if only.

Kristin Hannah

Paris," Vianne said, trying to find comfort in the familiar