Quotes About Hope

Our stories go in every direction, but sometimes, if we're lucky, our stories join into one, and for a while, we're less alone.

It's quite a thing when the world is upside down to hear someone say it don't have to be—that a man could be paid enough to feed and house himself.

I could write for days about the disappointment of politics.

They have no idea if the paintings have faded away, or have been spray-painted with graffiti, or if the bunker still exists – or, for that matter, if it ever existed at all – but they are young and the trail is wide and Easily traveled. And even if they don't find what they're looking for, isn't it enough to be out walking together in the sunlight?

waiting for her movie to start," and that she'd almost missed out on her life waiting for it.

Years passed and I found myself still a husk, still in that moment, still in the day my war ended, the day I realized, as all survivors must, that being alive isn't the same thing as living.

En zelfs als ze niet vinden waarnaar ze op zoek zijn, is het dan niet voldoende om samen in het zonlicht te lopen?

Technology may have shrunk the epic journey to a couple of short car rides and regional jet legs—four states and twelve hundred miles traversed in an afternoon—but true quests aren't measured in time or distance anyway, so much as in hope.

Bir yazar yüceliÄŸe ulaÅŸmak için dört ÅŸeye ihtiyaç duyar Pasquale: Arzu, hüsran ve deniz." "Üç etti ama." Alvis ÅŸarab?n? bitirdi. "Hüsran? iki kere sayacaks?n.

as if ye have faith and it shall be given to you.

But Jules hated the missionaries and said cruelty and hope should never be served together.

I realized, as all survivors must, that being alive isn't the same thing as living.

Jessica Anthony

He wanted to believe that I was a good person and I wanted to believe that he was just another asshole.

Despite everything that life had shown me, I always believed in love: I wanted someone to take me away from these simple feelings I knew.

We don't have to know everything. If you believe in fate and some kind of meaning and sense in this fucked-up world, then believe with abandon, love. Enjoy it.

You have the here and now. You have a future. Deal with the past so you can stop looking back. It's just the pain.

And you have me. Sometimes you need someone else to believe in you, to carry you, until you can do that yourself. Let me carry you. You're almost there. Damn it, Celeste, you're almost there. God, please, you have me, and I want you." He stopped walking back and forth and put both of his hands over his heart. "I want you so much.

It's going to hurt until it doesn't anymore.

I wish I liked the real world more. I wish I could embrace life. I wish for so many things, and I have no idea if it's possible for me to have them. I could try, maybe, but I have no clue where to start.

We are engaged in a form of intimacy that scares the absolute hell out of me. It's as if there is a weight on my chest that I want to shove off, and I've never been this terrified before. Or this whole and hopeful and connected. My body starts to tremble. I want more of what I'm feeling, and I also want none of it.

We run through the remnants of our pain, and more importantly, we run for our present and for our future. Together we kick heartbreak's ass.

It's going to hurt until it doesn't anymore.

Hold on to your one. Remember? I have you, and you have me. And when you're lucky enough to find one—just one—person in this unforgiving life who makes everything worth it, who you love and trust and would kill for, then you hold on damn tight, because that's probably all you get. We got this," Steffi says with conviction.