Quotes About Hope

The way to the light is out of the darkness

She had the feeling that somehow, in the very far-off places, perhaps even in far-off ages, there would be a meaning found to all sorrow and an answer too fair and wonderful to be as yet understood.

In all the world I have no one but you. Help me to follow you, even though it seems impossible. Help me to trust you as much as I long to love you.

She had the feeling that somehow, in the far-off ages, there would be a meaning found to all sorrow and an answer too fair and wonderful to be as yet understood.

You've got to have faith to make the journey. For some, it might take 40 days; for others, 40 years. And, unfortunately, there will be many that will never see their promise become a reality at all - not because God can't do it - because they don't have the faith to believe that he really can

If I could see the abolition of slavery... I would sing my nunc dimittis with joy.

A feeling of real need is always a good enough reason to pray.

No, the light is too intense; we do not yet have eyes that can see all the glory God has created. But maybe someday we will have such eyes. That will be the most wonderful fairy tale of all, for we ourselves will be part of it.

Each time I think that the song is ended ... something higher and better begins for me.

There was once a little girl; she was a tiny, delicate little thing, but she always had to go about barefoot in summer, because she was very poor. In winter she only had a pair of heavy wooden shoes, and her ankles were terribly chafed.

The little live nightingale… had come to sing of comfort and hope. As he sang, the phantoms grew pale, and still more pale, and the blood flowed quicker and quicker through the Emperor's feeble body. Even Death listened, and said, "Go on, little nightingale, go on!"

You are a dreamer, and that is your misfortune.

Just living is not enough, said the Butterfly. One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

Das Leben geht immer weiter, auch unter Ruinen. Die Ruinen sind unwichtig, aber das Leben ist wichtig. Das Leben mit einem Grashalm in der Stadtmitte zwischen tausend zerstörten Steinblöcken. Es geht immer weiter.

I believe the last thing that runs through the brain of a dying man is hope.

Weil die an den Himmel glauben, wollen sie auf der Erde nichts ändern.

And so it had been going on week after week. Month after month. That was what was so discouraging, that it went on so endlessly. Hadn't he once believed that it was all over? The worst thing was that it went on. And on, and on, with no end in sight.

In other words, the Quangels were like most people: they believed what they hoped.

All was darkness, and she had been full of fear and apprehension, and then the sun had peeped through the clouds once more.

Only a short time before I had felt like a convalescent, and had greeted the familiar things around me with fresh interest, convinced that today a new life was beginning … and now the old creaking mill of our dissension was starting up again, grinding all my good resolutions to dust.

Er ist wieder gesund, er spürt Arbeitslust in sich, er glaubt an seine Zukunft. Und man kann nicht an die eigene Zukunft glauben, ohne an die Seinen, den näheren Kreis, das ganze Volk, ohne an die Menschheit zu denken. Er glaubt an das Weiterbestehen, an das Wiederhochkommen Europas, weil er an das eigene Wiederhochkommen glaubt.

?nsan? ayakta tutan ?ey umut olmal?. Ölmekte olan bir ki?inin kafas?ndan silinen son duygunun da umut oldu?unu san?yorum.

And when I have finished crying, the sun is still outside my window, the cool fragrant curtains sway in the gentle breeze. Life is still here, young and smiling. You can begin again at any time, it only depends on you.

Who is to emerge from the flood if we go under in it?