Hope

"A great hope fell You heard no noise The ruin was within."

"In the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope."

"Sadness is but a wall between two gardens."

"O, wonder!How many goodly creatures are there here!How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,That has such people in't!"

"The thing the sixties did was to show us the possibilities and the responsibility that we all had. It wasn't the answer. It just gave us a glimpse of the possibility."

"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul,And sings the tune without the words,And never stops at all,And sweetest in the gale is heard;And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea;Yet, never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me."

"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?"

"If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament"--it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No--Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men."

"But hoping," he said, "is how the impossible can be possible after all."

"We promise according to our hopes and perform according to our fears."

"Sir Topher finally looked up. “Because any hope beyond that, my boy, would be too much. I feared we would drown in it.”"Then I choose to drown,” Finnikin said. “In hope. Rather than float into nothing."

"I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt."

"The Fourteenth Book is entitled, "What can a Thoughtful Man Hope for Mankind on Earth, Given the Experience of the Past Million Years" It doesn't take long to read The Fourteenth Book. It consists of one word and a period. This is it: "Nothing."

"Do not follow me! Let's just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust the future to tommorrow. Let the stars keep track of us. Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies!"

"The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence."

"The chief beauty about timeis that you cannot waste it in advance. The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you,as perfect, as unspoiled,as if you had never wasted or misapplieda single moment in all your life. You can turn over a new leaf every hourif you choose."

"Hope may be the thing that pulls you forward, may be the thing that keeps you going, but that it's dangerous, that it's painful and risky, that it's making a dare in the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?"

"Our strategy should be not only to confront empire, but to lay siege to it. To deprive it of oxygen. To shame it. To mock it. With our art, our music, our literature, our stubbornness, our joy, our brilliance, our sheer relentlessness – and our ability to tell our own stories. Stories that are different from the ones we’re being brainwashed to believe. The corporate revolution will collapse if we refuse to buy what they are selling – their ideas, their version of history, their wars, their weapons, their notion of inevitability. Remember this: We be many and they be few. They need us more than we need them. Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."

"If there's only one nation in the sky, shouldn't all passports be valid for it?"

"Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever."