#hope

Remain faithful to the earth, my brothers, with the power of your virtue. Let your gift-giving love and your knowledge serve the meaning of the earth. Thus I beg and beseech you. Do not let them fly away from earthly things and beat with their wings against eternal walls. Alas, there has always been so much virtue that has flown away. Lead back to the earth the virtue that flew away, as I do—back to the body, back to life, that it may give the earth a meaning, a human meaning. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#dream #earth #future #heaven #hope

Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it. ↗

— John O'Callaghan

#believe #bucket-list #do-it #do-something #faith

In life we don't always get what we want; hopes and dreams get washed away so easily, hearts are broken, chances are missed, and we always seem to end up right back where we started. ↗

— Rebecah McManus

#chances #dreaming #dreams #hope #hopes

Au milieu de l'hiver, j'ai découvert en moi un invincible été. ↗

— Albert Camus

#hope #philosophy #existentialism

A Wish on the Sun" "I see the world beyond a tiny window that allows a glimpse of Heaven into my life. Those who dwell in that enviable light cannot hear me through the glass that muffles my cries. They do not appear to see my face pressed against this barrier. I watch them live, carefree and smiling. Even when our eyes lock - mine wide and weary - theirs squint beyond notice of me. They can't peer past the glass - the sunlight glaring off its surface. They don't see me. They won't see me. I make a wish on the sun, staring into its fiery brightness, imagining it blinding me to the beauty beyond my reach. Would my hell feel so awful then? The sun, this nearest star, absorbs my deepest wish for the thousandth time. 'Save me! Hold my hand! Pretend to care!' The light is blocked by a figure stepping past my window, and I feel the universe turn its cold shoulder on me. Despair smothers the hope that made my lips move in utterance of a desperate wish. It ebbs and weakens, but it does not die. The flicker of an ember remains, enough to ignite hope again - another time. All storms eventually cease, do they not? Once more, I press my face against the glass to view a glimpse of Heaven lived by the undeserving. I savor the sunlight, the only thing powerful enough to penetrate the window that bars me in hell. The warm rays touch me. I imagine God's fingers caressing my face - and the dying ember of hope suddenly inflames. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#alone #despair #hope #need #richelle

I'll never wake up in a good mood again. I'm tired of these stinky boots ↗

— Jim Morrison

#happiness #hopelessness #sadness #sleep #fashion

Unity is a great thing and a great slogan. But what the workers’ cause needs is the unity of Marxists, not unity between Marxists, and opponents and distorters of Marxism. ↗

— Vladimir Ilyich Lenin

#democracy #freedom #history #hope #individualism

I settle into my imagination so that I might be someone when the real world tells me I'm no one. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#creativity #despair #hope #imagination #richelle

Building positive customer experiences will help create passionate customers who will spread your message on their behalf - almost like an evangelist. ↗

— Simon Zingerman

#business #creativity #feel-good #good-hearted #goodness

There is not much to be got anywhere in the world. It is filled with misery and pain; if a man escapes these, boredeom lies in wait for him at every corner. Nay more; it is evil which generally has the upper hand, and folly that makes the most noise. Fate is cruel and mankind pitiable. ↗

— Arthur Schopenhauer

#philosophy #schopenhauer #life