Quotes About Hope

Thurman proclaims that Jesus, a poor non-Roman Jew, knew intimately what it meant to be "a member of a minority group in the midst of a larger dominant and controlling group." Therefore, Thurman declares, "the teachings and the life of Jesus" have something special "to say to those who stand, at a moment in human history, with their backs against the wall.

Thurman goes on to provide a theological testimony of faith concerning the one who "announced the good news that fear, hypocrisy, and hatred, the three hounds of hell that track the trail of the disinherited, need have no dominion over [those with their backs against the wall].

FEAR is one of the persistent hounds of hell that dog the footsteps of the poor, the dispossessed, the disinherited.

The masses of men live with their backs constantly against the wall. They are the poor, the disinherited, the dispossessed. What does our religion say to them?

Whatever Jesus lays His hands upon, lives. If He lays is hands upon a marriage, it lives. If He is allowed to lay His hands on the family, it lives.

Each child is an adventure into a better life - an opportunity to change the old pattern and make it new.

In life it isn't what you've lost, it's what you've got left that counts

Let's not be afraid...there is always a step after the last step.

Ozour pourtant est las du voyage. On part découragé, en lâche ou en héros, dans l'illusion d'une autre vie, mais il n'y a pas d'issue. L'exil est une prison.

Never give up on anybody.

Is het mogelijk, dat voor sommige mensen, het hele leven lang, een bepaalde angst niet meer ophoudt?

I need more than the streets. I don't want to be a floating crap game all my life. I want to be something . . . anything.

an event of such prodigious proportions and importance that it infused her with a new will to live and materialized a dream that brightened her days and soothed her lonely nights.

Sometimes it seems to stand still. Like youre in a bag and you cant get out and somebodys always telling you that it will get better with time and time just seems to stand still and laugh at you and your pain. … And then eventually it does break and its six months later. Like you just got your summer clothes out and then its Christmas and inbetween there are ten years of pain.

It/ll be better tomorrow...

It makes tomorrow alright.

This book is dedicated, with love, to Bobby, who has found the only pound of pure- Faith in a Loving God.

Harry looked into her eyes, then at her face and gently glided the tip of a finger over her cheek and traced the outline of her nose, his face and eyes in a soft and tender smile, You could really make my life worth while. A guy needs something to give his life a reason or whats the point of living? I need more than the streets. I don't want to be a floating crap game all my life. I want to be something … anything.

Unfortunately, I suspect there never will be a requiem for the Dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn its passing.

I suspect there will never be a requiem for a dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn it's passing.

For weeks Tyrone thought he was going to die any minute, and there were also times when he was afraid he wasnt going to die.

Life was not longer something to endure, but to live.

and the night was comfortably warm as the soft filtered light continued to push the darkness into the shadows as they held each other and kissed and pushed each others darkness into the corner, believing in each others light, each others dream.

Sometimes it seems to stand still. Like you're in a bag and you can't get out and somebody's always telling you that it will get better with time and time just seems to stand still and laugh at you and your pain.