Hope
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A pessimist is a man who thinks all women are bad. An optimist is a man who hopes they are.
The sky takes on shades of orange during sunrise and sunset, the colour that gives you hope that the sun will set only to rise again.
Hope is patience with the lamp lit.
Where there is no vision, there is no hope.
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing.
The less we deserve good fortune, the more we hope for it.
A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread.
Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul — and sings the tunes without the words — and never stops at all.
My hope is that 'Blk Girl Soldier' is a freedom song for black women today who are fighting the macro- and microaggressions of daily life in our city/country/world.
Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier'.
Courage is like love; it must have hope for nourishment.
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon
Turns Ashes — or it prospers; and anon,
Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face,
Lighting a little hour or two — is gone.
Well, you know, in any novel you would hope that the hero has someone to push back against, and villains — I find the most interesting villains those who do the right things for the wrong reasons, or the wrong things for the right reasons. Either one is interesting. I love the gray area between right and wrong.
I always start my New Year at church with my family. I see it as a fresh beginning — like a new chance we get to renew our lives, perhaps? Starting it by praying gives me a lot of hope for the future.
Professionalism in art has this difficulty: To be professional is to be dependable, to be dependable is to be predictable, and predictability is esthetically boring — an anti-virtue in a field where we hope to be astonished and startled and at some deep level refreshed.
We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember with gratitude how we took them along on all our picnics.
I prefer to win titles with the team ahead of individual awards or scoring more goals than anyone else. I'm more worried about being a good person than being the best football player in the world. When all this is over, what are you left with? When I retire, I hope I am remembered for being a decent guy.
I hope to make people realize how totally helpless animals are, how dependent on us, trusting as a child must that we will be kind and take care of their needs.
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