Quotes About Hope

Noble aspirations disperse fast under the pressures of reality . p208(hardcover)

I never was , but am always to be . No one has ever seen me nor will they . Yet I am the hope of all who live . What am I ? page48

I never was , but am always to be . No one has ever seen me nor will they . Yet I am the hope of all who live . What am I ?

Hush, now. Assay the terrain: all around us dark and the perimeter in flames, but the stars— tiny, missionary stars— on high, serene, studding the inky brow of heaven.

You have nothing to fear in life, not you, not anyone, because every bad thing you think can happen will- but not always in the form you imagine

Then you stay in that root cellar until Jesus comes back.

He thought how strange life was. The certainties vanish. What takes their place is resourcefulness and thanking God for life.

Polluted, packed, putrid, it's the only place where I have any room, any hope. I got to go back and stick it out. At least in New York City I can be more than a breeder of the next generation.

Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instinct, and never hope more than you work

I've heard tell that what you imagine sometimes comes true. -Grandpa Joe

The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it. It happens to be a fact that nearly every writer of fiction in the world drinks more whisky than is good for him. He does it to give himself faith hope and courage. A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul and that I am sure is why he does it.

These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone.

It is most unlikely. But--here comes the big but--not impossible.

Those who don't believe in magic will never find it

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

Give us strength, oh Lord, to let our children starve.

I think the reason I do not want to die is because of the things I hope will happen. Yes, that's right. I'm sure that's right. Point a revolver at a tramp, at a wet shivering tramp on the side of the road and say, I'm going to shoot you, and he will cry, Don't shoot. Please don't shoot. The tramp clings to life because of the things he hopes will happen.

I didn't know which direction I was going in. I just went on walking and calling out, walking and calling; and each time I called, I would stop and listen. But no answer came.

Never in a month of Mondays.

The nastier the dream, the angrier it is getting when it is in prison,' the BFG said.

This is Mr. Bucket. This is Mrs. Bucket. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket.

Well, maybe it started that way. As a dream, but doesn't everything? Those buildings. These lights. This whole city. Somebody had to dream about it first. And maybe that is what I did. I dreamed about coming here, but then I did it.

A dream is not needing anything. If it is a good one, it is waiting peaceably for ever until it is released and allowed to do its job. If it is a bad one, it is always fighting to get out.

Matilda longed for her parents to be good and loving and understanding and honourable and intelligent. The fact that they were none of these things was something she had to put up with.