Hope is a fragile delicate thing, but so precious and lovely we want to hold onto it with both hands...
I love the beginning of new adventures and all the what ifs, and maybes, and dreams....and hope...oh the sweet hope of ...something better, something right, something repeated, something precious....
“Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working.” Sigmund Freud
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” -Oscar Wilde
“Hope is the dream of a soul awake.” Aristotle
“Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark.” George Iles
“Those who wish to sing always find a song.” Swedish Proverb
“Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.” Emily Dickinson
“Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.” Anne Lamott
"A leader is a dealer in hope." Napoleon Bonaparte
Ah, to live the adventure...to reach out to that fragile bubble of hope with both hands and believe you can hold it forever...
You can...
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