Quotes About Hope

The worst is yet to come: I'm still alive.

I am proud, and more than a little excited, to be asked to work with Faber in an editorial capacity. It is my dearest hope that we will produce some fantastic books together.

When you feel that you aren't like everyone else or feel tainted by what has happened to you, it's hard to be optimistic about the future. In fact, for many survivors, it's nearly impossible to imagine the future at all. Many of us are caught in a state where we're still just trying to survive (our sole focus during trauma) and can't think much beyond that. Time for us is frozen and the future feels hazy at best.

You grieve what you lost and what you never had. If you try to short-circuit the grief, the grief will find a way to short-circuit you.

I still like to think of Richey as being holed up in a Welsh valley somewhere, with a pile of books and a dog.

I keep living as a committed Christian, even on the days when I don't feel like one. Even on the days when the agnostic side of the faith spectrum looks pretty inviting, even on the days when doubt takes hold and shakes me to the core, I keep moving. I keep living as if the sun will rise, as if I'll survive the waters of baptism, as if Jesus will indeed carry me safely across the falls.

But Jesus is stubbornly, ferociously committed to his church. ... he'll be there. That's the batch of people through whom he is redeeming the world, impossible as that seems.

Emet had lived a hard life without growing hardened—a mixed blessing given the indignities of his poverty.

Don't ignore your conscience or give up on the deepest desires of your heart. If you're in an unhealthy relationship, get out. Don't squander your life trying to change a guy or hoping he will miraculously improve. You're better than that.

The quickest way to disappointment is to set unreasonable expectations.

Even worse, they want to drag others down into their tomb. If you're hopeful and ambitious, they'll try to convince you your ideas are impossible. They'll say you're wasting your time.

Marion Crane. The girl who just wanted a better life.

And this load we carry—the anger, the fatigue, the resentment, and the deathly sense of compromise that is bound to our backs or held tightly in our clenched fists—it will still exist, but we won't have to carry it, because it belongs to the past or the future, and that's not where we'll be. We will experience more, and it will weigh less.

He's not burying you, Mallory. He's freeing you. Excavating you from a mountain of heroin and bringing you back to society. And look at you now!

After vacancy has dusted off the cobwebs of our unsettled recollections, we reach out one more time

There's just something irresistible about hope.

The safest course was actually the simplest-do nothing at all and hope everything turned out for the best. It wasn't a great plan, but it had the benefits of simplicity and a long tradition.

Even in the darkest regions, people have discovered their right of freedom.

He (Antonio Machado) was old, weary and ill, and he no longer believed in Franco's defeat. He wrote 'This is the end; any day now Barcelona will fall. For the strategists, for the politicians, for the historians, it is all clear: we have lost the war. But in human terms, I am not so sure. Perhaps we have won.

Even though how long the light may last, the sun will always rise up above you

The bad thing about terrible misfortunes, the kind that tear us apart and appear to be unendurable, is that those who suffer them believe or almost demand that the world should end right there, and yet the world pays no heed and carries on regardless and even tugs at the sleeve of the person who suffered the misfortune, I mean, it won't just let them depart this world the way a disgruntled spectator might leave the theatre, unless the unfortunate person kills him or herself.

No es fácil saber por qué se mata la gente, ni los más próximos, todo el mundo está trastornado, todo el mundo las pasa putas, a veces sin causa y casi siempre en secreto, la gente vuelve cara contra la almohada y espera al día siguiente. De pronto no esperan.

Mañana en la batalla piensa en mí, y caiga tu espada sin filo: desespera y muere.

El pasado tiene un futuro con el que nunca contamos".