Quotes Tagged "hope"

Great mercy covers a multitude of sinful mistakes.

Hope is a door left unlatched in a high wind banging and banging itself to pieces.

I just hope wherever you disappeared to is quiet and warm and safe, I hope you finally found that.

Troubles are never thorns.

We do not know why things happen as they do! But we can only be content to count our blessings in any circumstance as we fix our eyes on Divine Being, who knows all things. He sees all things. He controls all circumstances,

We are winning,” said the graffiti in Seattle, not “We have won.” It’s a way of telling in which you can feel successful without feeling smug, in which you can feel challenged without feeling defeated.

A moment of hope makes grief even more difficult to bear.

Everybody wants to change the world, but we must start in our own homes, with our neighbors and in our own communities

Handwritten letters make you realize how bad your writing is but how clean is your heart which still feeds hope.

Our gift to love...inspires love... when we close our eyes to see... the big picture

Now was different than every day of my past. And I hoped my future could be just as sweet.

Grave is precious as pearls.

Count your blessings, there lies the best comfort.

Love is divisible in three parts. Hope a parte ante, and hope a parte post: that is, in plain English, that hope which is past, and that hope which is to come. - DON SANTO

When life’s problems seem bigger and tougher than you Your attitude will determine if you will get through

The problem with wishing was that it only worked with stars and flowers, and neither were at her disposal.

My certainty that deep down I'm a free man. It's a constant, precious possession, and whether I keep it or lose it is up to me and no one else. I desperately want the insanity we're living through to end. I desperately want what has begun to finish. In a word, I desperately want this tragedy to be over and for us to try to survive it, that's all. What's important is to live; Primum vivere. One day at a time. To survive, to wait, to hope.

My love is like a lonely light wandering through the darkness searching for a home.

The thinnest shaft of light entered the empty chambers of my heart, just for a moment. Then it disappeared, extinguished by the weight of all that had gone before.

The blacker the prospects and the harder it was to hope, the more firmly they grasped at hope when it flickered forth.