Quotes About Hope

Let the timid, and tempted, and cast down, in this cloudy and dark day, be encouraged to trust in God, and to remember that "The things which are impossible with men are possible with God" (Luke 18:27).

God, I pray that my family will continue on in the faith. Give my children ears to hear and the memory to recall their legacy in future years. Remind us to pray often for family members and for our descendants, just as some of our ancestors surely prayed for us. Create from us, O Lord, a family legacy that will honor you for generations to come.

You don't ask people with knives in their stomachs what would make them happy; happiness is no longer the point. It's all about survival; it's all about whether you pull the knife out and bleed to death or keep it in...

You don't ask people with knives in their stomachs what would make them happy; happiness is no longer the point. It's all about survival; it's all about whether you pull the knife out and bleed to death or keep it in...

Looking back on my childhood now, there's a sort of glow to my reminiscences. It's like my memory has blocked out most of the bad stuff. I just remember all those glorious sunny days and good times. You need to have good memories from your past. You never know when you're going to have to depend on those memories just to see you through a bad patch in your adult life.

Matter signals to its lost voyagers, telling them that their quest is vain, and that their homeland already lies in ashes behind them.

As a people of faith, we know that prayer is a powerful instrument. And as one Nation under God, we know that many times our most powerful tool is prayer.

The hour of our release draws near.

Oh man. If I had magic powers... I would hope that I would use them for good. I think I would. But I would do something pretty trivial like making traffic disappear.

If you can't get a miracle, become one.

It's simultaneously hard and soft. Until you measure it—which he probably does often, hoping against hope to see something different than last time. But then the wave function collapses to something a little flaccid.

Sometimes I feel like my whole life has been a long, long wait for something horrible that never actually happened. Like I've been in water, up to my neck, fighting to stay afloat, year after year. But if only I'd felt for the bottom I'd have found it. It was there. The ocean bed, just below where I was treading. It was there.

Hild looked at the hot spark and flicker of her carnelians and pretended they were coals. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been warm. Couldn't even remember when she'd eaten something hot.

Hope was something to be feared.

How would she be the light of the world feeling like this?

Most of those who would become bandits were good, decent folk; they would form if they could. He is right to try. Right to hope for it, right to fight for it. That's what I would fight for.

She touched the pool and fell the echo of that faraway lake, the promise of all that was wide and bright and clear that she would one one day find.

You'll be well," Hereswith said. "I'll be well. I'm older and I say so. And on your birthday and mine, we'll drink a toast, each to the other, and one day we'll hold hands again.

Light is a comfort, a human thing, and it pleases me. It reminds me I'm mortal.

The burning was something to hold on to as her headache threatened to engulf the world.

I ached for them. Most of them would not be able to cling to their bubble world; one day someone, something would thrust it. I wished it could be different.

Who would have me? The Crow took everything. For his church, he said." He looked about the rough empty space. "The king smiled and watched.

His hazel eyes shone with something. Perhaps it was the reflection of new leaves. She hoped so.

Nothing is until it is and until then everything is possible.