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Still desiring, we live without hope.
[It., Senza speme vivemo in desio.]
Still desiring, we live without hope.
[It., Senza speme vivemo in desio.]
Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working.
Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working.
Know then, whatever cheerful and serene
Supports the mind, supports the body too:
Hence, the most vital read more
Know then, whatever cheerful and serene
Supports the mind, supports the body too:
Hence, the most vital movement mortals feel
Is hope, the balm and lifeblood of the soul.
You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For read more
You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.
Never deprive someone of hope - it may be all they have. -Unknown.
Never deprive someone of hope - it may be all they have. -Unknown.
Whoever, in middle age, attempts to realize the wishes and hopes of his early youth, invariably deceives himself. Each ten read more
Whoever, in middle age, attempts to realize the wishes and hopes of his early youth, invariably deceives himself. Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires.
Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the
father of many nations; according to that which read more
Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the
father of many nations; according to that which was spoken, So
shall thy seed be.
Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter read more
Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it.
Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops read more
Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.
