#hope

Does it scare you? That you might love someone that much someday, just to lose them too?" "Yes," I confess, "I've been scared since the first time I saw you. ↗

— Cheryl McIntyre

#mason #love

I live you, Sky...I live you so much. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#hopeless #i-live-you #like-and-love #live #romantic

Failure is a greater teacher than success ↗

— Clarissa Pinkola Estés

#hope #inspiration #inspirational #success #inspirational

I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you. ↗

— Frida Kahlo

#feel #flawed #hope #imgaine #know

I don’t know what’s in the box, but I love it. Unopened gifts contain hope.
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— Jarod Kintz

#hope #hopeful #hoping #imagination #imagine

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. ↗

— Natsuki Takaya

#love #love

She comforted him in his darkness and gave him hope. She seemed to cherish a sincere affection for him, despite his failings. 'She saved me'. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#love #love

We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to whither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle which never stops---which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober, and in our depth of desolation, never to despair. ↗

— William Peter Blatty

#mourning

He hesitated, remembering something Finnikin had said to him on their journey. That somehow, even in the worst of times, the tiniest fragments of good survive. It was the grip in which one held those fragments that counted. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#hope #optimism #optimism

Keep a light, hopeful heart. But ­expect the worst. ↗

— Joyce Carol Oates

#hope #optimism #pessimism #pragmatism #worst