Boast is always a cry of despair, except in the young it is a cry of hope.
I have a lot of hope for the Constituent Assembly.
When you go onto the internet, if you really rummage around randomly then how do you hope to find something of any of value?
A human being is all hope and impatience.
Man. . . can go up against gravitation in a balloon, and why should he not hope that ultimately he may be able to stop or accelerate his drift along the Time-Dimension, or even turn about and travel the other way.
Why are we so full of restraint? Why do we not give in all directions? Is it fear of losing ourselves? Until we do lose ourselves there is no hope of finding ourselves.
Golf is a hard game to figure. One day you will go out and slice it and shank it, hit into all the traps and miss every green. The next day you go out and, for no reason at all, you really stink.
Hope is a feeling that life and work have meaning. You either have it or you don't, regardless of the state of the world that surrounds you.
Highway One, Antarctica is a wonderful debut by a writer with razor-sharp insights to the human condition. Justin Herrmann is a voice I hope to hear more from, and soon. Excellent collection.
Golf is a funny game. It's done much for health, and at the same time has ruined people by robbing them of their peace of mind. Look at me, I'm the healthiest idiot in the world.
There are certain things that our age needs. It needs, above all, courageous hope and the impulse to creativeness.
Embracing your new kind of normal is the most empowering choice you will ever make. It transcends common sense. It is resistant to old patterns. It is sticky, uncomfortable, agitating, and difficult. But it is liberating and life giving and spirit enriching. It changes your life and the lives of everyone who joins you on your journey. And then, quite unexpectedly, you realize you are splashing hope into the lives of others because you have an intimate love relationship with the Source of hope.
In Los Angeles, people dress with the deep and earnest hope that people will do nothing but stare at them.
Come on in girls, and leave all hope behind.
I have made no money. I am as poor now as ever I was in my life - except in hope, which is by no means bankable.
Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'.
I hope to grow up and see myself accepting myself and accepting time going by and everything falls.
Hope opens doors where despair closes them.
All wish to be learned, but no one is willing to pay the price.
I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers.
