Quotes About Hope

deeds cannot dream what dreams can do

we're anything brighter than even the sun

Treat a man like dirt-he produces flowers.

tomorrow is our permanent address

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart(I carry it in my heart)

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder thats keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

King Christ,this world is all aleak; and lifepreservers there are none: and waves which only He may walk Who dared to call Himself a man.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud. And the sky of the sky of a tree called life; Which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart. I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart.

losing through you what seemed myself,i find selves unimaginably mine;beyond sorrow's own joys and hoping's very fears yours is the light by which my spirit's born: yours is the darkness of my soul's return —you are my sun,my moon,and all my stars

love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun more last than star

though wish and world go down,one poem yet shall swim

here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

spending more time with our children, and reading to them, and teaching them that while they may face challenges and discrimination in their own lives, they must never succumb to despair or cynicism; they must always believe that they can write their own destiny.

Ever since this day I have dreamt sometimes... I, a street rat in my soul, dream even now... that if it were possible to life this littered, paved Manhattan from the earth... and all its torn and dripping pipes and conduits and tunnels and tracks and cables--all of it, like a scab from new skin underneath--how seedlings would sprout and freshets bubble up, and brush and grasses would grow over the rolling hills...

A person cannot live without looking for good signs, you just cannot do it, and I thought these signs were good.

Why does there have to be promise before destruction?

I keep thinking someone will come by sometime who will want to use the wood.

Yet I know these are the happy years. And ahead of us are only great disasters.

Even love aghast was love, and God could not destroy that.

The only hope we have is that we

can pay off on our failures, and Molly's grin had burned the hope right out of me.

The only hope we have is that we can pay off on our failures

They waited for miles and miles of time

As soon as I take down her book and open it...My skies rise higher and hang younger stars.