Quotes About Hope

At the end of the day, it isn't where I came from. Maybe home is somewhere I'm going and never have been before.

our longing is our pledge, and blessed are the homesick, for they shall come home.

We long to be found, hoping our searchers have not given up and gone home.

Above all, let the poor hang up the amulet of temperance in their homes.

And if by chance you have a miserable day, you will come home to a bed that is made—that you made—and a made bed gives you encouragement that tomorrow will be better.

I think about being married again, having a home and a wife. No one can ever be married too many times, and maybe if I keep trying I'll get it right one day.

Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.

If Christ Jesus be the periode, the end and the lodging-home at the end of your journey, there is no fear ye go to a friend . . . ye may look death in the face with joy.

I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me.

True repentance never leads to despair. Its leads home. It leads to grace.

Home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names, and impossible loyalties!

Half to forget the wandering and pain, Half to remember days that have gone by, And dream and dream that I am home again!

There must be an angel, Playing with my heart. And when I think that I'm alone, It seems there's more of us at home...

The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not.

What if I'm an angel without wings to take me home?

Happiness is not only a hope, but also in some strange manner a memory ... we are all kings in exile.

In a universe suddenly divested of illusion and lights, man feels an alien, a stranger. His exile is without remedy since he is deprived of the memory of a lost home or the hope of a promised land.

Most homeless kids are on the streets because they have been forced by circumstances that cause them to think that they are safer there than in any home they once knew.

London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful. Always it believes that something good is about to come off, and it must hurry to meet it.

Weary or bitter of bewildered as we may be, God is faithful. He lets us wander so we will know what it means to come home.

We're not completely happy here because we're not supposed to be! Earth is not our final home; we were created for something much better.

Sub-Saharan Africa is also home to 400 million of the world's poorest people.

The Unicorn Sonata... tells us that our true home is often right around the corner, if we'd only open our eyes - and our ears - to find it.

So we reach into the raging chaos, and we cling to it, and we tell ourselves it has meaning, and that the world is good, and we are not evil, and we will all go home in the end.