#hope

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

Hope. It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#juliette-ferrars #unravel-me #rain

To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-and-peeta #the-hunger-games #connection

We could look at the side of wonder. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#inspirational #inspirational

I looked for that which is not, nor can be, And hope deferred made my heart sick, in truth; But years must pass before a hope of youth Is resigned utterly. I watched and waited with a steadfast will: And, tho' the object seemed to fly away That I so longed for, ever, day by day, I watched and waited still. Sometimes I said,-'This thing shall be no more; My expectation wearies, and shall cease; I will resign it now, and be at peace.'- Yet never gave it o'er. Sometimes I said,-'It is an empty name I long for; to a name why should I give The peace of all the days I have to live?'- Yet gave it all the same. Alas! thou foolish one,- alike unfit For healthy joy and salutary pain, Thou knowest the chase useless, and again Turnest to follow it. ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#love #poetry #yearning #love

Can I join you at lunch?" She paused. "You have every other day." He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day." "What makes you think I won't resent it today?" "Hope. It's what I live on... ↗

— Melissa Marr

#hope #keenan #wicked-lovely #love

Imagine that you are more than nothing. Evil made you, but you are no more evil than a child unborn. If you want, if you seek, if you hope, who is to say that your hope might not be answered? ↗

— Dean Koontz

#frankenstein #hope #worth #imagination

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope. ↗

— Anne Carson

#desire #eros-the-bittersweet #hope #love #romance

Maybe hope isn't the most dangerous thing a person can have. Maybe love is. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#love #love