Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.

Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.

Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

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.

The hope of impunity is the greatest inducement to do wrong.
[Lat., Maxima illecebra est peccandi impunitatis spes.]

The hope of impunity is the greatest inducement to do wrong.
[Lat., Maxima illecebra est peccandi impunitatis spes.]

There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which read more

There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly, as love.

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse read more

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse while they flow,
That can no comfort bring,
That can, that can no comfort bring,
With those exciting scenes will blend,
O'er pleasure's pathway thrown;
But mem'ry is the only friend
That grief can call its own.

Once you choose hope, anything's possible.

Once you choose hope, anything's possible.

"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.