Quotes About Hope

Love is a four-letter word.

We shall not wait for tomorrow. The future is always beginning now...

...there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night...

Die down, O dismal day! and let me live. And come, blue deeps! magnificently strewn With colored clouds — large, light, and fugitive — By upper winds through pompous motions blown.

The stars were mingled with my dreams...

If the skies fall, one may hope to catch larks.

Dreams grow like wildflowers in her soul.

Our souls are infinitely swirling colors of stardust and hope.

Even on cloudy days the sun waits to break through.

May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.

Moonlight is a beautiful and comforting reminder that the sun is still out there somewhere.

When my heart is heavy, the sun helps make it light.

Whatever America hopes to bring to pass in the world must first come to pass in the heart of America.

Some people say we are on the verge of the second Civil War. And it may be so. But even on the darkest days, cheerfulness kept breaking in.

Two lengths has every day, Its absolute extend – And area superior By hope or heaven lent. Eternity will be Velocity, or pause, At fundamental signals From fundamental laws.

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment unless you trust enough.

Wednesday — I can almost see the weekend from here!

God touched our hearts so deep inside, our special blessing multiplied.

Every cloud has a silver lining and every plate of vegetable soup is filled with vegetables.

War. The dark time of valour, loss and hope where a man is controlled by his gun; where a gun is controlled by his hatred. Completely uncontrollable.

May all your weeds be wildflowers.

Better days are coming. They are called Saturday and Sunday.

Rain and wind speak more than just water and air— Rain patters hope Wind whispers let go...

Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication: Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation; Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion! But to return,—Get very drunk; and when Yon wake with headache, you shall see what then.