Quotes About Hope

He didn't want to die. He had hardly begun to live.

God made beauty and love from ashes.

Always give God a chance to work.

But hope has an astonishing resilience and strength. Its very persistence in our hearts indicates that it is not a tonic for wishful thinkers but the ground on which realists stand.

I couldn't really mean what my poems said. Could any sane person really oppose hope, romance, love, marriage, children, family: the most basic materials of human society? Was I—the cool and composed sweetheart of the smart set, the Girl Poet made flesh—secretly a monster for entertaining such suspicions?

Frequent Wishing on the Gracious Moon

Cher Ami, my savior, I grieve you, I think absurdly, eyes to the sky.

The second encirclement would be a disaster, and it would win me commendation and international fame. It would leave my brain full—as it is now, here on the Toloa's deck—of visions of pleading faces and ruined bodies, of phantom agonies that scour the parts of my consciousness where I once held hope for the future, like the pains that plague a maimed man where a limb's been cut away.

Like the angel holding the globe on the statue's pedestal, we infantry tried to hand the world back to itself intact, though we who fought have been blown apart. Whether the world will hold together remains to be seen.

No one survives the future

That I was a success is not apparent now; that I would be a success was not apparent then.

Whenever somebody says to me, "Maybe it'll come with age," I want to say, "I wouldn't count on it.

Five years later those fellows were all gone, their capital vanished like so much cigar smoke, while I churned out the only commodities that still held their value: courage, poise, humor, and hope.

Books took away the pain and disappointment, they always did. Books closed bad doors and opened good ones.

Donde una puerta se cierra, otra se abre. 'Where a door is closed, another is opened.' – From Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes

I was not born for death and yet I have died a thousand times, he thought. And now I am born again for these hard times.

Set your wings upon the sea wind Set your eyes upon the stream Feel the billow of the updraft And believe in your dream Know the mercy of these waters Know the safety of the sky Hear the voices in the distance And believe - they will not lie.

Without hope it is nearly impossible to live. Hope is the air that our spirits breathe.

It is my view that such tellers of the future and seers kill hope, and without hope it is nearly impossible to live.

For those who believe.

For there is a new place for those who are willing, who are able, who are strong. We are going west. There is, I believe, a new world somewhere waiting. The moon that shines here will shine there, but here the land is broken and there it is whole.

I have redeemed myself by giving belief to the wings of the young. Blessed are those who believe, for indeed they shall fly.

Hope is never a foolish thing—although others will tell you it is.

Where there are legends, there can be hope. Where there are legends, there can be dreams of knightly owls, from a kingdom called Ga'Hoole, who will rise each night into the blackness and perform noble deeds. Owls who speak no words but true ones. Owls whose only purpose is to right all wrongs, to make strong the weak, mend the broken, vanquish the proud, and make powerless those who abuse the frail. With hearts sublime, they