Quotes About Hope

Live the life you've dreamed.

There is life after hell. There is breathing and life and profound love after hell.

So she would wait for him. Because one day, Finn would be home. One day, they could see what this really was between them. Julie

Everything will be okay. Good things last, and the bad things will fade away. So, go find your good.

Our lives and the love we share are the saving graces of that night.

Her enthusiasm, her optimism, her hope? They were all so far from where he was.

You can't drown when you know how to float." Chris says nothing for a few minutes. "Maybe. But the water is pretty calm today. There could always be a storm." He rubs my shoulders. He breathes against me. He waits. "It's hard to float in a storm.

Instead she squeezes Mary's arm and appreciates her kindness. Her understanding. This is why people have children, even when they believe the world is going to hell, even when life is nothing but uncertainty. In hopes of being understood.

There is so much gray between the black and the white and this is where most of us live, trying, but so often failing, to bend towards the light.

Whatever you are going through, the sun will come out.

I've excluded happiness as one of those possibilities we seek for ourselves. Oh, I still want it, but that's beside the point. Contentment - they say it's the ultimate, but I can't even wish for that. I don't even want the desire to be content. I can only hope for silence.

The future haunted but kept her alive; it remained her sustenance and also her predator.

Most people trusted in the future, assuming that their preferred version of it would unfold.

Each revelation was devastating. Everything she said. And yet, even as my life shattered in pieces, I felt as if I were finally coming up for air.

And she refused to go to that miserable place he had dragged her to so many times, to hope for a thing that was unchangeable.

She was like that, excited and delighted by little things, crossing her fingers before any remotely unpredictable event, like tasting a new flavor of ice cream, or dropping a letter in a mailbox. It was a quality he did not understand. It made him feel stupid, as if the world contained hidden wonders he could not anticipate, or see.

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Willfully anticipating, in ignorance and in hope—this was how most people lived.

She wished the days and months ahead of her would end. But the rest of her life continued to present itself, time ceaselessly proliferating.

She wanted to shut her eyes to it. She wished the days and months ahead of her would end. But the rest of her life continued to present itself, time ceaselessly proliferating. She was made to anticipate it against her will.

The effort flops like a just-caught fish inside her. A brief burst of possibility as the name is typed onto the screen, as she clicks to activate the search. Hope thrashing in the process of turning cold.

And she refused to go to that miserable place that Julian had dragged her to so many times, to hope for a thing that was unchangeable.

She was like that, excited and delighted by little things, crossing her fingers before any remotely unpredictable event, like tasting a new flavor of ice cream, or dropping a letter in a mailbox. It was a quality he did not understand. It made him feel stupid, as if the world contained hidden wonders he could not anticipate, or see. He

After a minute they continue on, toward the nurses' station. "Hoping for a boy or a girl?" Patty asks. "As long as there are ten finger and ten toe," Ashima replies.