Quotes About Hope

The Misbegotten had, in the last year, been pared to a sliver of itself. They had lost so many brothers and sisters that those who remained could have drowned in the ashes of those who had died.

La esperanza puede ser muy poderosa. (...) cuando sabes qué es lo que anhelas y lo mantienes como una luz dentro de ti, puedes hacer que las cosas sucedan, casi como magia.

So while his uncle taunted him, probing for a weak spot-it wasn't enough to kill; he had to torment - Akiva heard what he said, but none of it touched him. It was like threatening darkness at the break of day.

Which is what one always hopes will happen: for life to take over and be bigger and more marvelous than what we can dream up on our own.

Tú no eres tonta, Madrigal —dijo Brimstone—. Si hay algo que deseas, persíguelo. La esperanza tiene poder. No la malgastes en cosas sin sentido.

and life, even at its most wretched, does get it's hooks in you.

There was no more happiness. But under the misery, there was hope. That the name brimstone had given her was more than a whim. That this was not the end.

How people love to see a dream shatter, thought Nova from far away. To see the dreamer hobbled and lamed, foundering in the shards of their broken hopes. This is what you get for believing that you could have more. You're no better than us. You're nothing special.

Karou's glance flickered to where the corpse had been, which did not go unnoticed by Liraz. "You think I didn't learn?" the angel asked, incredulous. And with that, Karou almost dared to hope. "Did you?" she asked, and her voice was very small. Did you learn? Did you glean Ziri's soul? Dear gods and stardust, did you? Liraz started to tremble. "I don't know," she said, "I don't know." Her voice shattered, and just like that she was crying.

She tasted of hope. Oh. What does that taste like? Pollen and stars, the Fallen said.

And that's how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh. With defiance, with abandon, with hysteria, any way you can.

A dream, just a dream. Damn it. How had it gotten in? Lurking vulture dreams, circling, just waiting for her to nod off.

Having hope was like dangling himself over a chasm and putting the rope in her hands. She could annihilate him if she wanted to.

Hija de mi corazón. Dos veces mi hija, mi alegría. Tu sueño es mi sueño, y tu nombre es la verdad. Tú eres nuestra única esperanza.

The only hope…is hope.

Her wish that first time was simple, focused, and passionate: that she would see him again. Believing she was the only way she could bring herself to leave.

And when her hearts resumed beating, she imagined she could feel a spill of light into the veins that carried her spirit

And yet… the only hope is hope.

Is life worth keeping on with, whatever happens?" Was she talking about living broken, living with loss? Did she count his loss a real one, and did she really want to know or was there a barb in this somewhere? Sometimes, Akiva felt like he didn't know his sister at all. "Yes," he said, wary, thinking of the thurible, and Karou. "As long as you're alive, there's always a chance things will get better." "Or worse," said Liraz. "Yes," he conceded. "Usually worse.

So they layered cynicism atop their longing, and it was something like laying laughter over the darkness — self-preservation of an uglier stripe.

La única esperanza es... la esperanza

And that's how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh.

Como si él fuera ese lugar seguro que siempre estaba buscando y nunca encontraba.

The hope at odds with the fear of hoping.