Quotes About Hope

We have laboured long to build a heaven, only to find it populated with horrors.

Never despair. Never surrender.

I'm 65 years old. Everyday the future looks a little bit darker. But the past, even the grimy parts of it, well, it just keeps on getting brighter all the time.

Nothing is insoluble. Nothing is hopeless. Not while there's life.

Please! Don't all leave. Somebody has to do it, don't you see? Somebody has to save the world...

Star light, star bright, The first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, Have the wish I wish tonight.

I hope that the world turns and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you.

That's it! See, at first I thought it was hate, too. Hate was all I knew, it built my world, it imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe. I thought I'd die with all my hate in my veins. But then something happened. It happened to me… just as it happened to you.

Truly, life is hell and death's rough hand our only deliverance.

He'd been wrong to tell the freaked-out teenager that it would all get better, because actually it didn't. It just faded to a deep held chord, a pedal-organ drone behind the normal noise of life, a thing that you forgot about and thought you'd put away forever, but it was still there. It was still here. He

Though I walk through The Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil

There is more to life than the material world. The truth most painful to the heart is that which makes the spirit stronger. And it is the strength of the spirit that will be needed when the physical crisis is over.

I guess it's what you'd call a metaphor: atomic energy has made America into a superpower, so maybe it could do the same for individual citizens – that's basically the point we're hoping you can get across for us.

In a land of fear... incorruptibility is like a lamp set upon a stand, giving light to all in the house.

All roads lead to Johannesburg. If you are white or if you are black they lead to Johannesburg. If the crops fail, there is work in Johannesburg. If there are taxes to be paid, there is work in Johannesburg. If the farm is too small to be divided further, some must go to Johannesburg. If there is a child to be born that must be delivered in secret, it can be delivered in Johannesburg.

Cry, the beloved country, these things are not yet at an end. The sun pours down on the earth, on the lovely land that man cannot enjoy. He knows only the fear of his heart.

His son had gone astray in the great city, where so many others had gone astray before him, and where many others would go astray after him, until there was found some great secret that as yet no man had discovered.

He says we are not forsaken. For while I wonder for what we live and struggle and die, for while I wonder what keeps us living and struggling, men are sent to minister to the blind ... Who gives, at this one hour, a friend to make darkness light before me?

The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that they are not mended again.

Then he gave himself over to deep and earnest prayer, and after each petition he raised his eyes and looked to the east. And the east lightened and lightened, till he knew that the time was not far off. And when he expected it, he rose to his feet and took off his hat and laid it down on the earth, and clasped his hands before him. And while he stood there the sun rose in the east.

When the storm threatens, a man is afraid for his house. But when the house is destroyed, there is something to do. About a storm he can do nothing, but he can rebuild a house.

I say we shall always have native crime to fear until the native people of this country have worthy purposes to inspire them and worthy goals to work for. For it is only because they see neither purpose nor goal that they turn to drink and crime and prostitution.

I know me, Valkyrie. If I were to lose you in the way that he lost you, if I were to live in a world ruled by the Faceless Ones with no hope of fighting back, no hope of effecting change, no hope of anything … If I go dark a second time, I stay dark. I know that in my soul.

I don't want to think about living in a world where you're not in it, all right?