Quotes About Hope

In the nights in their thousands to dream the dreams of a child's imaginings, worlds rich or fearful such as might offer themselves but never the one to be.

We'll just take it one step at a time. Okay. Don't let go. Okay. No matter what. No matter what.

It took two days to cross that ashen scabland. The road beyond ran along the crest of a ridge where the barren woodland fell away on every side. It's snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down. He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom.

You have to carry the fire.

You wear out, Ed Tom. All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.

His dreams brightened. The vanished world returned.

Almighty God, if it aint too far out of the way of things in your eternal plan do you reckon we could have a little rain down here.

The simplest undertaking is predicated upon a future that has no warrant.

He'd stop and lean on the cart and the boy would go on and then stop and look back and he would raise his weeping eyes and see him standing there in the road looking back at him from some unimaginable future, glowing in that waste like a tabernacle.

Meanin I guess that he seen somebody in a place low enough to where he ought to be ready to take a pretty big step.

Well. I think maybe it's harder to lose just one thing than to lose everything.

He said the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.

Quan els teus somnis siguin d'un món que no existirà mai i et tornis a sentir feliç, serà que t'has rendit.

Are you okay? he said. The boy nodded. Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.

But who will find him if he's lost? Who will find the little boy? Goodness will find the little boy. It always has. It will again.

All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door.

He thought perhaps if he dreamt of him enough he'd go away forever and be dead among his kind

Your brother is young enough to believe that the past still exists, he said. That the injustices within it await his remedy. Perhaps you believe this also?

Quando sognerai di un mondo che non è mai esistito o di uno che non esisterà mai e in cui sei di nuovo felice, vorrà dire che ti sei arreso. Capisci? E tu non ti puoi arrendere. Io non te lo permetterò.

the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.

Pray for lightning.

He knew that he should wonder what was to become of him.

The enemy of your undertaking is despair.

Perhaps they had come to warn him. But of what? That he couldn't enkindle in the boy's heart what was ashes in his own?