Quotes About Hope

When we're up against a struggle and we think we can't keep going, we can change that by praising God. Our chains will fall from us.

As I ponder this, I don't believe my greeting committee said, "Oh no, he doesn't get to stay." They're still there at the gate. They're waiting. For them, time is not passing. Everything is in the eternal now—even if I can't put that into words. Even if ten more years pass, or thirty, in heaven it will be only an instant before I'm back there again.

As long as I'm here on earth, God still has a purpose for me.

But if you build your life on dreams it's prudent to recall a man with moonlight in his hands has nothing there at all.

Proverò e riproverò. Non mi darò mai per vinto. Guarda laggiù, sulla brughiera. C'è un altro presagio. Lo terrò a mente. C'è sempre un altro arcobaleno.

Capuchin monkeys have no faith in America; they hold to no dream

He became his own blues song, a Tom Waits loser, a Kerouac saint, a Springsteen hero under the lights of the American highway and the neon glow of the American strip. A fugitive, a sharecropper, a hobo, a cowboy who knows that he's running out of prairie but rides anyway because there's nothing left but to ride.

When the devil comes, he comes on angel's wings.

Let freedom ring / let the white dove sing / let the whole world know that today is a day of reckoning. As epigraph to Part III, quoting lyrics, Gretchen Peters, "Independence Day

This train carries saints and sinners. This train carries losers and winners. This train carries whores and gamblers. This train carries lost souls…   Canción popular

There is no water to put out the fire. Mi canto la esperanza. —Carlos Santana "Maria Maria

Luis hopes for heaven. Keller fears hell. Vera fears only death, and that because he takes such pleasure in life.

He recalls an old dicho— When the devil comes, he comes on angel's wings.

The first time he saw the child, she was in a cage. The last time he saw her, she was free.

it. A junkie goes into the alley alone with the disease, it's the disease that walks out.

And maybe that's the best we can do in this world, he thinks as he gets up to resume watering the flowers—tend to the garden and maintain the hope of a God. Against all evidence to the contrary.

La speranza non muore in modo rapido e pulito, come un ramo che si spezza sotto il peso di una nevicata. Appassisce lentamente come una pianta non annaffiata.

Is there a child in the world who does not believe in magic?

One-minute mindfulness will help you reconnect with those precious times when you believed anything was possible, when you lived in the present moment, fully and completely.

Best not to anticipate too much ... it jiggles the possibilities.

There was no particular point at which I stopped being promising.

Fear not and the God of mercies grant a full gale and a fair entry into His kingdom, which may carry sweetly and swiftly over the bar, that you find not the rub of death.

I discovered that in a story I could safely dream any dream, hope any hope, go anywhere I pleased any time I pleased, fight any foe, win or lose, live or die. My stories created a safe experimental learning place.

It's only the fool who, because he's fallen once from grace, believes he should never have tried to be in the state of grace to begin with.