Quotes About Hope

I regret not death. I am going to meet my friends in another world.

When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is.

The tread Of coming footsteps cheats the midnight watcher Who holds her heart and waits to hear them pause, And hears them never pause, but pass and die.

maybe death isn't darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us--

There were worse things than dying, and those worse things happened to the people you left behind.

I am going to seek a great Perhaps.

Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single morning.

Nothing is certain, ma petite, not even death." - Jean-Claude

We spend our years with sighing; it is a valleyof tears; but death is the funeral of all our sorrows.

It is the Revolution, the magical word, the word that is going to change everything, that is going to bring us immense delight and a quick death.

The great Easter truth is not that we are to live newly after death - that is not the great thing - but that...we are to, and may, live nobly now because we are to live forever.

Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back -- to be sucked back -- into it?

The grave is but the threshold of eternity. What a world were this, how unendurable its weight, If they whom death hath sundered, did not meet again!

Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happening.

Yes, He is ris'n who is the First and Last; Who was and is; who liveth and was dead; Beyond the reach of death He now has pass 'd, Of the one glorious Church the glorious Head.

And when no longer we can see Thee, may we reach out our hands, and find Thee leading us through death to immortality and glory.

In the deepest slumber-no! In delirium-no! In a swoon-no! In death-no! even in the grave all is not lost.

Death is the funeral of all our sorrows.

Too strong a media emphasis on death and violence can lead to despair.

It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the light of earth.

JedeTrennung gibt einenVorgeschmack desTodesund jedes Wiedersehen einenVorgeschmack der Auferstehung. Every parting is a foretaste of death, and every reunion a foretaste of resurrection.

Death is not the end, but a more glorified existence.

I wouldn't mind at all coming back to earth after my death.

To the Christian death is the exchanging of a tent for a building.