Quotes About Hope

How wrong Emily Dickinson was! Hope is not the thing with feathers. The thing with feathers has turned out to be my nephew. I must take him to a specialist in Zurich.

The most beautiful words in the English language are not 'I love you', but 'It's benign'.

I'm giving [my analyst] one more year--then I'm going to Lourdes.

The world may or may not be with our purpose. But its not totally without some kind of magic" [Magic in the moonlight movie - by Woody Allen]

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair, but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existance

Me interesa el futuro porque es el sitio donde voy a pasar el resto de mi vida

Los personajes femeninos de Lovborg: una evaluación DORF: Oh, Netta. ¡Todo está perdido! ¡Perdido! NETTA: Para un hombre pusilánime, tal vez, pero no para un hombre que tenga...valor.

And I definitely do not want to be on one of those first rockets to outer space, to glimpse Earth from afar and experience weightlessness. The truth is, I hate weightlessness; I am a big fan of gravity and hope it lasts.

It seems to me the only hope for mankind lies in magic. I have always hated reality, but it's the only place you can get good chicken wings.

So unless you have a strong spiritual feeling, spiritual faith, it's tough to get through life.

I was with Billy Graham once, and he said that even if it turned out in the end that there is no God and the universe is empty, he would still have had a better life than me. I understand that. If you can delude yourself by believing that there is some kind of Santa Claus out there who is going to bail you out in the end, then it will help you get through. Even if you are proven wrong in the end, you would have had a better life.

How wrong Emily Dickinson was. Hope is not 'the thing with feathers.' The thing with feathers has turned out to be my nephew. I must take him to a specialist in Zurich.

Marriage is the death of hope

You know what you are? You're God's answer to Job, ... He would have pointed to you and said, Y'know, I do a lot of terrible things, but I can still make one of these.

I'd give my life just to lay my head tonight on a bed of California stars

All of this talking about what's up in the sky, or down in hell, for that matter, isn't half as important as what's right here, right now, right in front of your eyes. Things are tough. Folks broke. Kids hungry. Sick. Everything. And people has got to have more faith in one another, believe in each other. There's a spirit of some kind we've all got. That's got to draw us all together.

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

Even amidst fierce flames the golden lotus can be planted - Sylvia Plath's epitaph (from Wu Cheng'en's novel Journey to the West aka. Monkey, translated by Arthur Waley)

No sé si me entendiste: buscabas al amor como al trabajo de publicista, con muchísimas ganas de no encontrarlo.

Early on, you can expect no one to believe in your destiny as much as yourself.

Thalassa, Thalassa!

I had to stop hoping so much that a ship would rescue me. I should not count on outside help. Survival had to start with me. In my experience, a castaway's worst mistake is to hope too much and to do too little. Survival starts by paying attention to what is close at hand and immediate. To look out with idle hope is tantamount to dreaming one's life away.

Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?

Why do people move? What makes them uproot and leave everything they've known for a great unknown beyond the horizon? ... The answer is the same the world over: people move in the hope of a better life.