Quotes About Hope

Angels Fall Rose

Dark times were ahead of us, but with his kiss still burning on my lips, I felt like I could do anything

There is no man in the dream.

Do you think Jill's being held there?" Eddie asked, eyes aglow. I could already tell he was envisioning himself rescuing her from some tall tower, possibly battling a dragon or a robot dinosaur in the process.

My mother was right. With their speed, even our fifteen-minute lead might not be enough. And yet, I still couldn't take a step. I couldn't stop staring at the cave, back where Dimitri was, back where half of my soul was. He couldn't be dead. If he was, then surely I would be dead too.

And anyway, for every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.

firmly believe if heaven had not something very great in store for America, we should ere this have been a ruined people

Night would end, the tide would turn, and on that turning tide an army would wash ashore in Africa, ready to right a world gone wrong.

Duty, honor, country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be. They are your rallying points: to build courage when courage seems to fail; to regain faith when there seems to be little cause for faith; to create hope when hope becomes forlorn.

Ceremony. When we've lost that, we've lost everything, and are only wandering in the dark, like chickens or lambs waiting for eagles.

I guess nostalgia is our sanctuary in sorry times.

Yet how lovely, to think that a person can live forever as long as one last bird sings in the dying light of one more day.

dreaming backwards can carry a man through some dark rooms where the walls seem lined with razor blades.

You can dream on welfare. You can hope as you take in ironing. It is just less painful if you don't.

There was hope, not much hope, but some, that her husband would change. She dreamed he would stop drinking up his paycheck, stop disappearing for days, for weeks, for months. She dreamed he would stop running around and shaming her, dreamed she would not have to beg him for money for milk for the baby, Sam. She dreamed that this time it might be bearable, it might last. She didn't want much, really, just something decent. All she got was me.

He is just something that happened to us, in a time of loss and sadness and sickness and uncertainty, when, as the boy Little Arliss said in Old Yeller, we needed us a dog.

because dreaming backwards can carry a man through some dark rooms...

If it had not been for clam chowder, I would have jumped from a bridge into the frozen River Charles.

It is a common condition of being poor... you are always afraid that the good things in your life are temporary, that someone can take them away, because you have no power beyond your own brute strength to stop them.

The Haitians, who knew something about suffering and survival, had a beautiful phrase... The Translation is not perfect, but the nut of it was: 'The season of pain is never over until the sky begins to cry.

Yes, there is no hope. But remember, some fuses are duds, some tumors are benign, some heart patients recover on their own. You have time to change your life.

To try to pray is to pray. You can't fail at it. Nobody can...It's the only human endeavor I can think of where trying is doing. Reaching out is holding on. Joining in is letting go.

True peace is the condition of the heart that trusts God regardless of the circumstances.

You do not defeat an enemy by just getting past him. You defeat fear by growing in faith. You defeat despair by growing in hope. You defeat death by growing in life. True life is only lived by those who no longer live for themselves, but for The King, and do all things for His sake and for those He gave His life for.