Quotes About Hope

For a long time, as I waited for her to return, I believed she knew I was there behind the trees and that this was my doing. That she knew I would come. For who else could it have been?

You know, a lot of people nowadays believe they're owed a happy ending.

This is our country. He was rejecting Adrian's offer of help. It was this that had stung so much, the idea he was neither wanted nor needed. It had simply never occurred to him. Attila. The man is right, of course. People here don't need therapy so much as hope. But the hope has to be real- Attila's warning to Adrian. I fall down, I get up. Westerners Adrian has met despise the fatalism. But perhaps it is the way people have found to survive.

If you fail to look at the Brightside of life, You will fail to succeed at leaving the Darkside of life.

Compassion removes the walls of mistrust and builds bridges of hope, trust and beliefs.

One positive thought can change your life, can change the whole world.

The role of United Nations is to create more smiling face and to fulfill the dreams of the innocent children of the world.

You think this will solve all our problems. It's magical thinking, Michael. It's the way a child thinks.

Despair snuffs the sun from the firmament.

We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.

All unrest is but the struggle of the soul to reassure herself of her inborn immortality.

A cruel man cannot change another man's destiny.

I had forgotten that things might change in future and that promise was a debt.

The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.

moving forward only because backward wasn't possible.

She believes in will. It is so frail and delicate at night that she can't even imagine the next morning, but it is so wide and binding by the middle of the next day that she cannot even remember the terrible night. It is as if she gives birth every day.

We live and we love the world, Lillian thinks, and we kid ourselves that the world loves us back.

I met Jay Jonhson. I won him the way poor people occasionally win the lottery: Shameless perseverance and embarrassingly dumb luck, and every time I see one of those sly, toothless, beaten-down souls on TV holding a winning ticket, I think, Go, team.

I wish I'd thrown my arms around Gus's neck and kicked up my back foot or squealed his name or any of the things that a normal woman would do, seeing a man she was fond of, who she thought was dead.

Although I won't pretend our paths are likely to cross, I hope you know that I will be delighted if they do.

You are the dawn, rolling back the dark until the beach glitters and the girls return with their buckets, holding hands.

This is not true, that nothing bad will happen, and therefore not comforting to me. It leaves me quite alone with reality, but the way he feels is exactly what I want for him.

Those of us who knew him and needed him didn't want to stop grieving, for fear we'd step forward, toward the future, and entirely lose the trace, the smell, and the feel of him.

The peril we face today is not only that America might fail to live up to its promise, but that Americans might stop believing in that promise or the need to fight for it. The increasing belief on the left that this promise was always a lie, or on the right that it has always been true and has already been achieved, are two sides of the same coin.