Quotes About Hope

Foolishly romantic, yeah, sure, maybe: but she'd rather have dreams of Prince Charming than the reality of Mr. Wrong.

Some hopes were better nurtured in private, where the words of others could not harm them, and where disappointment could be borne free of the pitying gaze of friends.

your life is what you make of it, with God's grace, the good and the bad.

Well, here's a little secret, kiddo - that's pretty much how everyone down here feels most of the time. But we keep walking anyway. We just keep moving forward. And if we're lucky, we find some people who don't mind stumbling around with us, and somehow that makes it a little easier to stay on our feet.

Stars to light our way.

You try as a parent. You love beyond reason. You fight beyond endurance. You hope beyond despair. You never think, until the very last moment, that it still might not be enough.

Because it's one thing to survive. It is much, much harder to truly live.

And you couldn't be anywhere at all without having been almost there for a while.

Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. If you do this, you will experience God's peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand.

Look," I say at last. 'You know me. You know my life. I always thought-or hoped-" "You thought what?" "I just want to be happy," I finally say. She stares at me hard. "You have been," she says.

Sometimes pain stacked up, its weight crushing. Lifting it off to put life back together felt impossible.

If she'd learned anything, it was that life was full of seasons. Some swooped in and caught her off guard, leaving her bruised and broken, while others had given her peace and laughter. In every season, in each step of the journey, there was always that firm foundation, as the old hymn said. Lisa Harris. Shattered - Lisa Harris

God can use bad events for His glory, but that doesn't mean He's behind them.

You reminded me that I can't spend my life waiting for this to be over. I have to find out how to live in the middle of it.

can never have what you really want

It's been ten years since Ellie Mack disappeared, a fifteen year old fro north London, disappeared on her way to the library.

Imagine," she said, her face turning serious for a moment, "imagine if something happened to one of us and there was no Easter egg hunt next year, imagine if everything stopped being perfect—you would wish so hard that you'd taken part today . . .

But maybe I'll end up doing something else unconventional. Who knows. And I really hope that if I do, and as long as I'm not hurting anyone or doing anything, like, illegal, that everyone would accept it, you know, just carry on loving me anyway." Meg

She felt like a creature born to reside on the bottom of the ocean floor, dark and flat and half-blind, slowly rising through the icy water to the glittering light above.

If, quite against all of Adele's naturally held beliefs, it turned out that there was an afterlife, she strongly suspected that in heaven it would always be a Friday night.

able to give.

Ellie's mum always said that May was like the Friday night of summer: all the good times lying ahead of you, bright and shiny and waiting to be lived.

The blackness faded over the years, but it never went away. Sometimes a good day might feel grey. But nothing ever felt white. Not ever.

She hasn't seen Hanna smile for so long she'd forgotten what it looked like.