Quotes About Hope

Strong enough to grieve.

Le beau risque. The great risk. The beautiful risk. To climb out of the hole and start again.

Julian of Norwich said it first, you know," said Myrna. "All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.

Then she said a little prayer of thanks to the gods that give grace. The grace to cry and the grace to watch.

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You've seen worse, you've seen worse, you've seen worse," she muttered to herself. Harriet wondered if that could possibly be true. It was also a strange, though oddly comforting, mantra. One she knew she could use for the rest of her life.

And may your days be good and long upon this earth.

the world is a cruel place, but it's also filled with more goodness than we ever realized. And you know what? Kindness beats cruelty. In the long run. It really does. Believe me.

B'ezrat hashem,

he knew most places felt just a little sad in spring, when the bright and playful snow had gone and the flowers and trees hadn't yet bloomed. The

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and his heart soared. He looked over the

I'll pray that you grow up a brave man in a brave country," he whispered. "I will pray you find a way to be useful.

Despond not, though times be bale, And baleful be, Though winds blow stout –

The bishop-that-burneth.

But the woman he knew and loved had been swallowed up. Like Jonah. Her white whale of sorrow and loss in an ocean of body fluid.

But she could no longer say she believed in God and act otherwise. She did believe in God. And she believed that Jane was with him. And suddenly her pain and grief became human and natural. And survivable. She had a place to put it, a place where Jane was with God.

waited on my call, nor does any

Lying all night, holding Clara, he'd dared to hope that the worst was over. That maybe the grief, while still there, would today allow some of his wife to be present. But the woman he knew and loved had been swallowed up. Like Jonah.

Lying all night, holding Clara, he'd dared to hope that the worst was over. That maybe the grief, while still there, would today allow some of his wife to be present. But the woman he knew and loved had been swallowed up. Like Jonah. Her white whale of sorrow and loss in an ocean of body fluid.

The one inscribed Surprised by Joy and, above that, A Brave Man in a Brave Country.

lines from The Tempest to unnerve

As they walked up the hill, their breaths puffing into the crisp air, Émile glanced at Armand, Henri walking at his side. Did he seem better? Was he getting better? Émile thought so, but he also knew it was the internal injuries that did the most damage. The worst was always hidden.