Quotes About Hope

fear is nothing more than the absence of faith!

My goal for writing is to touch your heart and tickle your funny bone, while leaving you with a promise of hope in your life and, therefore, in this world.

Écrire, disait [Georges Perros], c'est renoncer au monde en implorant le monde de ne pas renoncer à nous. (p. 37)

Everybody's heart is like a cup. They stumble from place to place and person to person, trying to get them filled. They get cracked, those cups, and even broken. Some people throw them away, thinking that it will stop the pain. Poor fools. Nobody can fill a cup but Almighty God Himself. Nobody.

Tal vez había cambiado de verdad. Y tal vez, si ella se ponía unas zapatillas rojas y entrechocaba los talones, aparecía en Kansas.

We are all searching for the fairy tale. When it doesn't come, we try to create it.

I know I was wrong. If i could go back and do it over, I would. I wish I could undo it all." I know that." Grandma reached over and put a twisted hand on hers. "'Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.' Isaiah one eighteen." I've done terrible things." Don't make no difference. You can't out-sin the cross.

I could never be sure whether he would be there when I arrived. On my way through the forest I used to pass a large granite block where I would stop, draw my breath and close my fists with my thumbs inside, then close my eyes and whisper: 'Please, please, please let him be there today,' before continuing. If he wasn't, I felt it was because I had done wrong. That somehow I had to earn the right to such pleasure.

Despite the enormous evening sky spreading over most of the canvas, its moon no more than a tarnished coin, dull and flat, in a devalued currency; despite the trees, so dark themselves, stretching upward like supplicants, utterly leafless; despite what could be a face, rinsed of feeling, aimed in their direction, the two small figures at the bottom of this picture glow bravely in their carnival clothes, as if the whole darkening world were dimming its lights for a party.

We want desperately to believe that no matter what life we've led, at the end we can pull off a victorious and elegant exit.

Corporate prayer transformed Karla's small, cold isolation cell into a holy room where God's child enjoyed solitude with her Creator.

Salva had been in Rochester for more than six years now. He was going to college and had decided to study business. He had a vague idea that he would like to return to Sudan someday, to help the people who lived there.

I can't go to another country, Salva thought. If I do, my family will never find me.

I can't go to another country, Salva thought. If I do, my family will never find me. . . . Marial put his arm around Salva's shoulders. He seemed to know what Salva was thinking, for he said, "It doesn't matter. Don't you know that if we keep walking east, we'll go all the way around the world and come right back here to Sudan? That's when we'll find our families!

We can't, little cricket. It is against the law to fly this flag - even to put up a picture of it. Korea is part of the Japanese Empire now. But someday this will be our own country once more. Your own country.

One step at a time... one day at a time. Just today-just this day to get through... Salva told himself this every day. He told the boys in the group, too. And one day at a time, the group made it's way to Kenya. More than twelve hundred boys arrived safely. It took them a year and a half.

The boy was still looking at him. "Your family?" he asked. Salva shook his head. "Me, too, " the boy said. He sighed, and Salva heard that sigh all the way to his heart.

Maybe praying was another way to practice hope.

shoulders. He seemed to know what Salva was thinking

One step at a time . . . one day at a time. Just today—just this day to get through

Stay calm when things are hard or not going right with you. You will get through it when you persevere instead of quitting. Quitting leads to much less happiness in life than perseverance and hope. Salva Dut Rochester, New York 2010

America. The United States. The rumor was that about three thousand boys and young men from the refugee camps would be chosen to go live in America!

Nya could see the questions in her mother's face every morning: Would they be lucky again? Or was it now their turn to lose someone?

To young people, I would like to say: Stay calm when things are hard or not going right with you. You will get through it when you persevere instead of quitting. Quitting leads to much less happiness in life than perseverance and hope.