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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.
But thou, O hope, with eyes so fair,
What was thy delighted measure?
Still it whisper'd promised read more
But thou, O hope, with eyes so fair,
What was thy delighted measure?
Still it whisper'd promised pleasure,
And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
CLOVER VEIL
A clover veil..
violets the vale
neith skies cloudclad
or when ultraviolet
sun prevails.
CLOVER VEIL
A clover veil..
violets the vale
neith skies cloudclad
or when ultraviolet
sun prevails.
There is hope in dreams, imagination, and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.
There is hope in dreams, imagination, and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.
And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.
[It., Lasciate ogni speranza ch'entrate.]
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.
[It., Lasciate ogni speranza ch'entrate.]
When the heart is enlivened again, it feels like the sun coming out after a week of rainy days. There read more
When the heart is enlivened again, it feels like the sun coming out after a week of rainy days. There is hope in the heart that chases the clouds away. Hope is a higher heart frequency and as you begin to reconnect with your heart, hope is waiting to show you new possibilities and arrest the downward spiral of grief and loneliness. It becomes a matter of how soon you want the sun to shine. Listening to the still, small voice in your heart will make hope into a reality. Sara Paddison, The Hidden Power of the Heart Hope is a higher heart frequency, and as you begin to re-connect with your heart, hope is waiting to show you new possibilities and arrest the downward spiral of grief and loneliness. Listening to the still small voice in your heart will make hope into a reality. Benjamin Franklin, preface, Poor Richard's Almanac, 1758 He that lives upon hope will die fasting. -Sara Paddison.
"Farewell!"
For in that word--that fatal word--howe'er
We promise--hope--believe--there breathes despair.
"Farewell!"
For in that word--that fatal word--howe'er
We promise--hope--believe--there breathes despair.
