Hope

"I woke up!" he replied, eye twinkling in his haggard face, "and that's reason enough to be happy!"

"Peace’s gravitational force – a force of possibility!” from Cinderella In Focus"

"Let us hope...that a kind Providence will put a speedy end to the acts of God under which we have been laboring."

"Where life ends, peace begins!"

"In life, never lose hope that you are nearing a dead end, Only when you reach the end of the road you realize a road to its left and to its right."

"We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope."

"son," Mr. P said. "You're going to find more and more hope the farther and farther you walk away from this sad, sad, sad reservation."

"I thought about all the people who'd had to do this through history. The millions taking flight from disasters, fleeing tyrannical despots, making exodus from pogroms, escaping waring soldiers and pouring out of bombed cities. What had kept them going was the promise of safe haven, whether in some sprawling refugee camp or under the protection of a friendly army. We didn't have that."

"If the day comes when our descendants can venture with wonder into chestnut forests, we will have gained back more than a perfect tree. We will have gained a new reason for hope."

"Restoration and hope is available each time you return to God."

"Do the new, be the change."

"We are wise to be cautious, but I suggest we prepare for the worst and hope for the best."

"You are a story worthy of being told,A person made to be loved,With a life meant to be lived."

"With everything there is what to do."

"If you are ready to face the fears, take the steps, do the work, be more than you thought you ever could, and attack the dream, what is keeping you? Lose all the excuses and replace them with all the reasons for success. Be the change for yourself. Commit to the dream or quit. There really is no middle ground."

"...'you have to ask yourself though, who are we to stop a war?’I sigh, wishing that the glittering pinpricks above us were truly stars. It was rare to see any due to the endless cloud cover. ‘Who are we not to?’ I say, to no one in particular. If we weren’t willing to try, then what did that say about us? I try to ignore the pessimistic voice eating away at my thoughts. Change could start with a few, but real change needed thousands."

"They should."Should be like a wood bee," she said. It was a private joke, a mocking appreciation of the slipperiness of even the simplest hope, a nonce catchphrase like so many others lifted from favorite movies or TV shows that served as a rote substitute for conversation and bound them like shut-in twins, each other's best and, most often, only audience."

"She thought of the last couple of years: the boredom, the narrowness of existence, the dearth of anything to look forward to. Yet now, in a single instant, the curtains had been whipped aside, and the windows been thrown open onto a brillant view that had been there, waiting for her, all the time. A view, moreover, laden with the most marvellous possibilities and opportunities."

"The day, like the previous days, dragged sluggishly by in a kind of insipid idleness, devoid even of that dreamy expectancy which can make idleness so enchanting."