Quotes About Hope

The future's another country, man... And I still ain't got a passport.

She loved you in the morning because the day was new.

In a whisper he began begging for—and, as the sun set, received—the concession people always beg for: a little more time.

You are never stronger, thought Samad as approached the doctor, than when you land on the other side of despair.

Faith is hard to achieve, easy to lose.

For he is in a past-tense, future-perfect kind of mood.

Magical thinking makes you crazy — and renders everything possible.

Michel is a good man, full of hope. Sometimes hope is exhausting.

Faith involves an acceptance of absurdity.

Maybe nothing that happens upon stolen ground can expect a happy ending.

Those are my bougainvillea—I got Victoria to plant them today, but I don;t know if they will survive. But Right now they have the appearance of survival, which is almost the same thing.

We worried for her. We tend to assume the worst, here in Willesden. We watched her watching the shuttlecock. Pock, smash. Pock, smash. As if one player could imagine only a violent conclusion and the other only a hopeful return.

Every New Year's Eve is impending apocalypse in miniature.

But the lesson I take from this is not that the lives in that novel were illusory but rather that progress is never permanent, will always be threatened, must be redoubled, restated and reimagined if it is to survive.

It's so funny how many people today really believe themselves to be the most advanced people who ever lived, 'the arc of history bending towards justice' or whatever the quote is. To me, being attendant to history is a kind of resistance. It offers the possibility of alternative worlds, that there is a reality outside the one we are living in.

Early in the morning, late in the century, Cricklewood Broadway. At 0627 hours on January 1, 1975, Alfred Archibald Jones was dressed in corduroy and sat in a fume-filled Cavalier Musketeer Estate facedown on the steering wheel, hoping judgement would not be too heavy upon him.

She dressed for a future not yet with us but which she expected to arrive.

And perhaps for my mother this dream was the truth, and just by dreaming it she felt she had brought it to pass.

In a vision, Irie has seen a time, a time not far from now, when roots won't matter any more because they can't because they mustn't because they're too long and they're too tortuous and they're just buried too damn deep. She looks forward to it.

I couldn't help but notice the placidity of a small female household. In Tracey's home, disappointment in the man was ancient history: they never really had any hope in him, for he had almost never been at home.

Was it wrong to hope to be happy?

Maybe I put it wrong, I'm not a philosopher. To me it means something simple, like to say the future is already there, waiting for you. Why not wait, see what it brings?

The world is full of people who remain in relationships that they realize they have no business in. Yet, they stay, hoping and praying for change, believing that the other person will eventually appreciate them and recognize their value.

Remember, if God doesn't give you what you want, that's because it's not what you need.