Quotes About Hope

They marked his first consideration that there might be other ways of living than the one he knew. Better, sweeter ways.

Such were the humble beginnings of the end of the world: the absence of dreams.

Esperanza? La esperanza puede ser muy poderosa. Tal vez no haya verdadera magia en el hueso, pero 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.

Wishes, for example, for things like itches.

There was a sensations in his hearts, though, as a stirring of embers. There was fire in him. It wasn't smothered, only banked, but it would burn like the wings of the seraphim before this was over.

What she had shared with Akiva could not be touched by shame. Madrigal lifted her voice to say, "We dreamed together of the world remade.

Ziri spürt Hoffnung. Eine Hoffnung, die er gut kennt und die er verachtet: die hässliche, schwarze Hoffnung, man könnte dadurch, dass man andere tötet, selbst länger leben.

Hope was mirage, and none trusted easily to it.

I hope, child, but I don't wish. There's a difference.

He hoped at least that Lazlo saw how foolish it all was. Sarai wasn't like that. Lazlo was lucky. Well, Sarai was dead, so not lucky lucky.

In the western outposts of the Elmuthaleth-Alkonost and others-they watched for the heat-distorted silhouettes of camel trains to energy from the emptiness as they always had, but they did not. And they did not. And they did not.

What do you think I live on, rainwater and daydreams?

Hope is the real magic,

There comes a certain point with a hope or a dream, when you either give it up or give up everything else. And if you choose the dream, if you keep on going, then you can never quit, because it's all you are.

Hrapan? Harapan bisa menjadi kekuatan yang hebat. Mungkin, tidak ada sihir sungguhan didalamnya tapi jika, kamu tahu apa yang paling kamu harapkan dan menjaga nya seperti cahaya dalam dirimu, kamu bisa membuat banyak hal terjadi, nyaris serupa sihir.

São apenas livros – disse a si mesmo. Apenas papel e tinta. Papel, tinta e anos. Papel, tinta, anos e seu sonho. Ele balançou a cabeça. O sonho estava em sua mente e em sua alma. Thyon podia roubar seus livros, mas não podia lhe roubar isso.

It was a very small wish. These beads were just scuppies,

But just because the past is blood doesn't mean the future must be, too.

There was a kind of euphoria, he had discovered, in nearly dying and then not.

Well. We are all children in the dark, here in Weep.

You have more to live for than you know

As long as you're alive, there's always a chance things will get better.

Watching her, Brimstone added, I hope, child, but I don't wish. There's a difference." She turned this over in her mind, thinking that if she could come up with the difference, it might impress him. Something occurred to her, and she struggled to put it into words. "Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic." "Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes its own magic.

It was impossible of course, but when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming?