Quotes About Hope

She was convinced that she could have been happy with him, when it was no longer likely they should meet.

Do not give way to useless alarm; though it is right to be prepared for the worst, there is no occasion to look on it as certain.

Anne hoped she had outlived the age of blushing; but the age of emotion she certainly had not.

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own, than when you almost broke it eight years and a half ago.

Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last

What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For weeks, Marianne, I've had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. It was forced on me by the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hope. I have endured her exultations again and again whilst knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever. Believe me, Marianne, had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.

Every moment has its pleasures and its hope.

To you I shall say, as I have often said before, Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last...

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight and a half years ago. Dare not say that a man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.

Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery. I quit such odious subjects as soon as I can, impatient to restore everybody not greatly in fault themselves to tolerable comfort, and to have done with all the rest.

Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery.

I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you.

But remember that the pain of parting from friends will be felt by everybody at times, whatever be their education or state. Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience; or give it a more fascinating name: call it hope.

I will not say that your mulberry trees are dead; but I am afraid they're not alive.

The one claim I shall make for my own sex is that we love longest, when all hope is gone.

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.

A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.

told herself likewise not to hope. But it was too late. Hope had already entered…

If things are going untowardly one month, they are sure to mend the next.

She was humbled, she was grieved; she repented, though she hardly knew of what. She became jealous of his esteem, when she could no longer hope to be benefited by it. She wanted to hear of him, when there seemed the least chance of gaining intelligence. She was convinced that she could have been happy with him, when it was no longer likely they should meet.

He was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world, and every body hoped that he would never come there again.

but a sanguine temper, though for ever expecting more good than occurs, does not always pay for its hopes by any proportionate depression. it soon flies over the present failure, and begins to hope again.

It taught me to hope, said he, as I had scarcely ever allowed myself to hope before. Mr. Darcy - Pride and Prejudice

It was a gloomy prospect, and all that she could do was to throw a mist over it, and hope when the mist cleared away, she should see something else.