Quotes About Hope

People found happiness in the future according to their present lack

La nostra gente è brava gente; la nostra gente è gente buona. Preghiamo il Signore che un giorno la gente buona non sarà più povera. Preghiamo il Signore che un giorno i bambini avranno tutti da mangiare. E le associazioni dei proprietari sapevano che un giorno quegli uomini avrebbero smesso di pregare. E sarebbe stata la fine.

Tom, I hope things is all right in California.

They say that crippled men have compensations which make them stronger than the strong. I could wish that you would know and understand that you are the husband and the father of love. The gift you received is beyond the furthest hope of most men. It's not that you should try to excuse or explain. You should—you must—search in your dark crippled self for the goodness and the generosity to receive.

I seen too many guys with land in their head. They never get none under their hand.

He ain't no cuckoo," said George. "He's dumb as hell, but he ain't crazy. An' I ain't so bright neither, or I wouldn't be buckin' barley for my fifty and found. If I was bright, if I was even a little bit smart, I'd have my own little place, an' I'd be bringin' in my own crops, 'stead of doin' all the work and not getting what comes up outta the ground.

Pretend it's true and maybe it will be. Go through the motions

Baz? insanlar, iyileÅŸmenin hastal?klar?n?n ÅŸan?na hakaret olduÄŸunu düÅŸünür. Ama zaman merhemi ÅŸana filan bakmaz. Beklerse herkes iyileÅŸir.

YaÅŸamayan insanlara cennet umudundan nas?l söz edilebilir? Kendi ruhlar? çiÄŸnendiÄŸi, kederlere gömüldüÄŸü bir anda onlara nas?l Allah'tan söz edilebilir? Onlar?n yard?ma ihtiyac? var. Ölüme boyun eÄŸmeden önce yaÅŸamalar? gerek.

Surely most men are destroyed, but there are others who like pillars of fire guide frightened men through the darkest. 'Thou mayest, thou mayest!' What glory! It is true that we are weak and sick and quarrelsome, but if that is all we ever were, we would, millenniums ago, have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Neden beklemiyorsun ki? Ä°leriye bak! Denizde daha iyi bal?klar var!' diyeceksiniz. Ama d??ar?dan bak?yorsunuz. Size ÅŸunu söyleyeyim ki, benim için daha iyi bal?k yok, hatta denizde baÅŸka bal?k yok. Bu bal?k olmazsa deniz ?ss?zla??r. Bunu kafan?za sokun!

If the other tire blew, there we were, on a wet and lonesome road, having no recourse except to burst into tears and wait for death. And perhaps some kind birds might cover us with leaves.

We continually move backward and forward in time as we use our stories to describe who we were, who we are, and what we hope we will become. Storytelling

The beginning of being fine is noticing how things really are: 1. Life is uncertain, surprises are likely. 2. If you are alive, that's good; lower the bar. 3. In a dark place, you still have what really counts. 4. If you are in a predicament, there will be a gate. 5. What you need might be given to you. 6. The true life is in between winning and losing. 7. If you have nothing - give it away.

Crossing the starting line may be an act of courage, but crossing the finish line is an act of faith. Faith is what kepes us going when nothing else will. Faith is the emotion that will give you victory over your past, the demons in your soul, & all of those voices that tell you what you can & cannot do & can & cannot be.

Hope bases vast premises upon foolish accidents and reads a word where, in fact, only a scribble exists.

Perhaps we meet our heaven at the start and not the end of life.

Life. Too much of it, and not enough. The fear that it will end some day, and the fear that tomorrow will be the same as yesterday.

And yet does the appetite for new days ever really cease?

Walking toward the light. None of us lives in the light; we can only walk toward it, with the eyes and legs God has given us.

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To become less and transmit more, to replenish energy with wisdom - some such hope, at this more than midpoint in my life, is the reason why I write.

Live. Live, brothers, though there be naught but shame and failure to furnish forth your living.

The thought of these people having the bold idea of leaving their homes to come here and pray pleases and reassures Rabbit, and moves him to close his own eyes and bow his head with a movement so tiny that Ruth won't notice. Help me, Christ. Forgive me. Take me down the way. Bless Ruth, Janice, Nelson, my mother and father, Mr. and Mrs. Springer, and the unborn baby. Forgive Tothero and all the others. Amen.