Quotes About Hope

It was not very likely, of course, but then all kinds of things are possible, after all.

the confines of prison walls cannot impose boundaries on the flights of one's fantasy

I would like to live a little bit longer in this beautiful concentration camp.

S e sok próbára mégis az hiszed, Hogy új küzdésed nem lesz hasztalan? S célt érsz? Valóban e megtörhetetlen Gyermekkedély csak emberé lehet.

The whole structure leans dangerously towards the miraculous.

What I love about stories the most is the power they have to teach us of possibilities that might not occur to us without them.

The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears.

The purpose of life is to believe,to hope and to strive.

You can fight without hope if the heart finds strength in something stronger." --Zafar

Hope is a crutch for weaklings. The strong carry on without." -Animal

O lord how sweet it is, how tempting, is life.

I pray for that good woman. At the end of time when God judges us humans, I just hope He remembers to judge Himself as well.

What happens to people living in a society where everyone in power is lying, stealing, cheating and killing, and in our hearts we all know this, but the consequences of facing all these lies are so monstrous, we keep on hoping that maybe the corporate government administration and media are on the level with us this time. Americans remind me of survivors of domestic abuse. This is always the hope that this is the very, very, very last time one's ribs get re-broken again.

The individual artist is a medium for making representational and deeply meaningful symbols of the community's collective consciousness, whether they are symbols of the community's religion, love, hurt, power, hate, hope, dream, fables, foibles or on and on and on.

Nonetheless even in capitulation there is still hope, and this hope of human beings never ends, will never end.

Elisabeth had not had her future and her parents had not had theirs, there was nothing to this so-called future which was always promised to the young.

In the end he'll find out what's going on with me, since we still have the rest of our lives. Maybe not ahead of us, maybe just today, but we do have our lives, there's no doubt about that.

Das Beste ist, müde zu sein und am Abend hinzufallen. Das Beste ist, am Morgen, mit dem ersten Licht, hell zu werden, gegen den unverrückbaren Himmel zu stehen, der ungangbaren Wasser nicht zu achten und das Schiff über die Wellen zu heben, auf das immerwiederkehrende Sonnenufer zu.

Hello! It could only have been Andre, but she replaced the receiver instantly, reaching for the tiny, crumpled scrap of paper and tucking it under her pillow as she dozed off again, struck by another dream at the edge of sleep, and clutching her head and her heart because she didn't know where all the blood was coming from. Nonetheless she kept repeating: It's nothing, it's nothing, nothing else can happen to me now. Something might happen to me, but nothing has to happen.

Enigma Ya no vendrá nada más. Nunca más será ya primavera. Los calendarios milenarios a cualquiera lo predicen. Pero tampoco verano y más adelante lo que tiene nombres tan buenos como "veraniego"- No vendrá ya nada más. No debes llorar, dice una música. Más no dice nadie.

Grenzt hier ein Wort an mich, so lass ich's grenzen. Liegt Böhmen noch am Meer, glaub ich den Meeren wieder. Und glaub ich noch ans Meer, so hoffe ich auf Land. Bin ich's, so ist's ein jeder, der ist soviel wie ich. Ich will nichts mehr für mich. Ich will zugrunde gehen. Zugrund - das heisst zum Meer, dort find ich Böhmen wieder. Zugrund gerichtet, wach ich ruhig auf. Von Grund auf weiss ich jetzt, und ich bin unverloren.

Must I forever? Must one forever? Must one wait a whole lifetime?

And I don't believe in this materialism, in this consumer society, in this capitalism, in this outrageous horror that happens / takes place here…. I really do believe in something, and I call it "a day will come." And one day it will come. Well, probably it won't come, since they've always destroyed it for us…. It won't come, and I believe in it anyway. Because if I can't believe in it anymore then I can't write anymore either.

Me too," I say. We sit there in the chair together, kissing like we did when we were sixteen and everything in the world seemed possible. Turns out, it is.