All Quotes By Tag: Hope

“Hope was an instinct only the reasoning human mind could kill. An animal never knew despair.”

“Hope,” Frank grumbled. “I’d rather have a few good weasels.”

“My days I devote to reading and experiments in chemistry, and I spend many of the clear nights in the study of astronomy. There is, though I do not know how there is or why there is, a sense of infinite peace and protection in the glittering hosts of heaven. There it must be, I think, in the vast and eternal laws of matter, and not in the daily cares and sins and troubles of men, that whatever is more than animal within us must find its solace and its hope.”

“In joined hands there is still some token of hope, in the clinched fist none.”

“Go make your mark on the world. Be a world changer! Live bold for Christ no matter the cost.”

“You call it hope — that fire of fire!It is but agony of desire.”

“Hope can get you through anything.”

“[Iris] squeezed his hand. “Don’t lose hope, Frank. Rainbows always stand for hope.”

“You didn’t think I really liked you? Do you think I really like you now?”He turned toward her, uncertainty in his face.”You did go quite a lot of effort to be having this conversation, but… I don’t want to read too much of what I hope into that.”Val stretched out beside him, resting her head in the crook of his arm. “What do you hope?”He pulled her close, hands careful not to touch her wounds as they wrapped around her. “I hope that you feel for me as I do for you,” he said, his voice like a sigh against her throat.And how is that?” she asked, her lips so close to his jaw that she could taste the salt of his skin when she moved them.You carried my heart in your hands tonight,” he said. “But I have felt as if you carried it long before that.”She smiled and let her eyes drift closed. They lay there together, under the bridge, city lights burning outside the windows like a sky full of falling stars, as they slid off into sleep”

“There are three lessons I would write-Three words, as with a burning pen, In tracings of eternal light,Upon the heart of men.Have hope! though clouds environ round,And gladness hides her face in scorn,Put thou the shadow from thy brow,No night but hath its morn.Have love! not love alone for one, But man as man thy brother call,And scatter like the circling sun,Thy charities on all.”

“It’s lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Please. Cry with me. Maybe there’s nothing we can do about this. But at least, for now…cry with me. Like your entire body…is screaming at the sky. Like it’s raging against the world. I lost something. And I don’t have a single guarantee. The fear of living in this world again after that…I have only a shred of hope to sustain me. So I want you at least…to cry. Cry. Cry with me. Like the day you were first born into this world.”

“I made up my mind right then what I really wanted in my life. It was comfort of a home and a family. But more than that, I wanted love. I wanted love to surround me. I wanted to swim in it. I wanted to hold it in my hand like heated sand and pour it through my fingers so it covered my feet. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to smell it. I wanted to wrap myself up in it like a blanket and stay safe and warm inside of it forever. And I wanted to give it. I wanted to drown people in it. I wanted to love with all my heart and be loved just as much in return.”

“I have come,” said a deep voice behind them. They turned and saw the Lion himself, so bright and real and strong that everything else began at once to look pale and shadowy compared with him.”

“Time has taught me not to lose hope, yet not to trust too much in hope either.”

“Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin’d from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.”