If there was a God, he'd guide the winds, let them blow for me so that, with a tug of my string, I'd cut loose my pain, my longing.

Too many cold, hungry nights had taught her a special kind of practicality, but in that moment, she believed in his magic.

With a grin like Banan's directed at her, for the first time in her life she didn't feel like a Plain Jane. And she had managed to walk to the car and get in it without incident. Maybe the day was...

... if there was a hope of comfort for any moment, the heart or head of no human being in this house could yield it ...

At the end of every light, is a tunnel of darkness.

Memory fills my night Help make my pain and memories light In your arms I find comfort Guide me in my days Hold me in Thy arms Help me Lord, this night

Remember if it's not happy then it's not the end so babe keep fighting, you'll win this war.

An enduring belief in light rises above the darkness of night.

I can't take back the past, but I can fight for the future.

We can overcome the uncertainties in life with courage and hope.

History is going somewhere. And we know full well that He who does all things well will bring beauty from the ashes of world chaos. A new world is being born. A new social order will emerge when...

Hope is oxygen to the soul, and God is the oxygen of hope.

Lost in time but now I am saved by grace.

Your bread may be small but with God's blessing it will increase

Stare up at the stars, Don't be fearful of the night. For, it is the darkness, That lets us know the light.

A spark begins a bonfire... be that spark.

Focus on miracles or breakthrough makes a man to hope that he could reap where he has not sown.

Christ in me is the hope of glory

One who has hope lives differently.

The Victorian Age, for all its humbug, was a period of rapid progress, because men were dominated by hope rather than fear. If we are again to have progress, we must again be dominated by hope.

We are mosaics - pieces of light, love, history, stars - - glued together with magic and music and words.

Turn around and believe that the good news that we are loved is better than we ever dared hope, and that to believe in that good news, to live out of it and toward it, to be in love with that good...

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...

"I am sorry too," said Lupin. "Sorry I will never know my son... but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life."

'R'hllor, come to us in our darkness,' she called. 'Lord of Light, we offer you these false gods, these seven who are one, and him the enemy. Take them and cast your light upon us, for the night is...

They laughed at him, but they didn't know, they didn't know about all the nice things he had. No one knew. No one. Only someday he'd see somebody different, somebody to give his things to, somebody...

In the same way that a fiancée is a bride-to-be, I've always thought a girlfriend is a fiancée-to-be. Yes, most relationships bite the dust before things get long-term. However, that possibility of...

I do believe that God is with us even when we're at our craziest and that this goodness guides, provides, and protects.

It was a farewell. Not a good-bye, but a fare... well. and he had the sense they would.

And one day a great thing happened. Dov Landau smiled again.