Top 100 Hope Sky Quotes
#1. When the end comes, I hope it's as strange as that. I hope that the sky tears open and the world is washed with colors that we've never seen before.
Joey Comeau
#2. Oh sky...I won't ask so much as to become the sun or the moon, just one of the stars in between...
Lucia Jang
#4. Is heaven a hope or as real as the earth and sky?
Todd Burpo
#5. I cried out not with hope of an ear but as accepting a shut door, darkness and a shut sky.
William Golding
#6. Pointed firs coming out against the pink sky- and that white orchard and the old Snow Queen. Isn't the breath of the mint delicious? And that tea rose- why, it's a song and a hope and a prayer all in one.
L.M. Montgomery
#7. The fog may seem thick but the sun will surely pierce through and brighten up the sky. Allow yourself to continue to rest on the wings of God's love and watch yourself learn to soar high.
Kemi Sogunle
#8. I Dream today of wondrous things..I sing the sweetest lullaby,and dance and sway with life.I soar and fly the highest sky and saw this lovely mountain high.I vision Peace,Hope and Love!I'm filled with love inside!
Mareez Reyes
#9. No matter how dark your cloud is; sun in you will always outshine this darkness
Gaurav Rao
#10. Those who keep speaking about the sun while walking under a cloudy sky are messengers of hope, the true saints of our day.
Henri Nouwen
#11. Carry your wings of hope so high in the sky that there is no room left for disappointments.
Heenashree Khandelwal
#12. So, having found a lady, could you not have come to her aid, or left her alone? Why drag her into your foolishness?'
'Love,' he explained.
She looked at him with eyes the blue of the sky. 'I hope you choke on it,' she said, flatly.
Neil Gaiman
#13. 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 the only thing in the world keeping me afloat.
Tahereh Mafi
#15. Peace is a blue sky
With gentle and kind breeze
Filled with love and joy
Which we can dwell and share.
Debasish Mridha
#16. Hope is dancing in the sky
Inviting you to have a dance.
Debasish Mridha
#17. The love in your heart is greater than all the stars the sky could even hope to have. Hold onto that love, and it will take you higher than the stars themselves.
Naya S.
#18. I know it's hard for you to allow yourself to feel this. You've gone so long training yourself to block the feelings and emotions out any time someone touches you.
Colleen Hoover
#19. Patience. I colored patience gray, hung over with black clouds. I colored hope yellow, just like the sun we could see for a few short morning hours. Too soon the sun rose high in the sky & disappeared from view, leaving us bereft and staring at blue.
V.C. Andrews
#20. Nina glanced from Inej to Kaz and saw they both wore the same expression. Nina knew that look. It came after the shipwreck, when the tide moved against you and the sky had gone dark. It was the first sight of land, the hope of shelter and even salvation that might await you on a distant shore.
Leigh Bardugo
#21. (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) Edward Estlin Cummings
E. E. Cummings
#22. With hopes we can fly with the stars in the mind's sky.
Debasish Mridha
#23. One might say my life has been tragic. Yet, as I sat in pain in the hospital I raised my tired hands toward the sky, palms facing in, fingers spread, and I gave thanks.
Abeba Habtu
#24. Even a passenger on an airplane falling from the sky can't shake the hope that he'll be the one to survive.
Koji Suzuki
#25. On the bank of an ocean, let your mind fly in the cloudless sky while your heart enjoys the love of the sun.
Debasish Mridha
#26. The restless spirit never loses its wings. If sometimes it cannot fly, it is because during those moments the sky vanishes.
R.N. Prasher
#27. Rain drips from the sky
I hope it rains forever
If that's what it takes to wash you away from me
And when I'm clean
I'll finally be free.
Jasmine Sandozz
#28. Please
give me strength to laugh
the strength to try
the strength to laugh
the strength to cry
the strength to hope
the strength to cope
the strength to one day say good-bye
to fly into a bright sky.
Lee Bennett Hopkins
#29. Green pastures are before me, which yet I have not seen;
Bright skies will soon be o'er me, where the dark clouds have been.
My hope I cannot measure, my path to life is free,
My Savior has my treasure, and He will walk with me.
Anna Laetitia Waring
#30. How foolish to believe we are more powerful than the sea or the sky.
Ruta Sepetys
#31. Yes," I said, looking back up as the sun settled into the sky, the red blooming from it like flower petals. "It has already begun.
Ana Patrick
#32. Let your imagination fly.
Let your spirit shine in the sky.
Let stars brighten your eye.
Let's be drunk with love and fly
Debasish Mridha
#33. Hope is the blue sky
Always inviting but always shy.
Hope is the flowers of imagination
Always stimulate our mind for action.
Debasish Mridha
#34. Everything had life to me,' he heard Enkidu murmur, 'the sky, the storm, the earth, water, wandering, the moon and its three children, salt, even my hand had life. It's gone. It's gone.
Herbert Mason
#35. You are my love, you are my light, you are my blue sky, when I am vanishing in you only then I can fly.
Debasish Mridha
#36. Peace is bald eagle
Flying and flying over the trees
In search for a spot
Under the blue sky
To build her nest to care.
Debasish Mridha
#37. And so she comes to dream herself the tree, The wind possessing her, weaving her young veins, Holding her to the sky and its quick blue, Drowning the fever of her hands in sunlight. She has no memory, nor fear, nor hope Beyond the grass and shadows at her feet.
Hart Crane
#38. Ugh! I absolutely hate lust. Hate. It. Every fiber of my being knows he's not a good person, yet my body doesn't seem to give a shit at all.
Colleen Hoover
#39. Tears won't help me right now. They'll just make me weaker.
Colleen Hoover
#40. I gaze upon the thousand stars
That fill the midnight sky;
And wish, so passionately wish,
A light like theirs on high.
I have such eagerness of hope
To benefit my kind;
I feel as if immortal power
Were given to my mind.
Margaret Landon
#41. When a guy fell from the sky, you can hope that he's a fallen angel or something equally sexy as that. But when you're in an underground train station and being chased by hidious vampires and some strange guy just randomly fell to your body, that is not sexy at all.
Rea Lidde
#42. There, about a dozen times during the day, the wind drives over the sky the swollen clouds, which water the earth copiously, after which the sun shines brightly, as if freshly bathed, and floods with a golden luster the rocks, the river, the trees, and the entire jungle.
Henryk Sienkiewicz
#43. Everything is blood and vines. The mark of another day of revolving the body exact And the sky is ours our hope our blue our silence our throat of burning wildflowers.
Gwen Calvo
#44. People hope to touch the sky. I dream of kissing it.
Krista Ritchie
#45. Baptised by the sky, the world was born again, and hope washed a year's dust and blood from the mountain.
Gregory David Roberts
#46. There are people who bring joy to our lives, but who fail to make us happy. They are the people for the moment. Never rely on their love because it is not sustainable. Their love is alike a comet that illuminates the sky, but then fades away because it lacks the sustainable energy of the sun.
Janvier Chouteu-Chando
#47. Telling a story is like sowing a seed - you always hope to see it become a beautiful tree, with firm roots and branches that soar up in the sky. But it is a peculiar sowing, for you will never know whether your seed sprouts or dies.
Laila Lalami
#48. Overhead the sky was melting, the cracked cream color rubbing off in cogs of brine.
The fields far ahead of me in endless pudding, studded here and there with what had been: homes and houses, hair and heirlooms, habits, hallways, hauntings, hope.
Blake Butler
#49. When your sky is covered with the clouds of sadness, smile like the sun and paint your own rainbow.
Debasish Mridha
#50. In the darkness, don't doubt, blame or cry. Be the light to enlighten the whole sky.
Debasish Mridha
#51. In the darkest sky, stars hang on high; showing us the light of hope and telling us that dreams never die, don't see the darkness, wait for the morning sun.
Debasish Mridha
#52. We will remember what it was like to lose you, our pain the black background of our electric blue joy. We will remember that there are few answers to our questions; the questions that seem to float into an endless expanse of sky.
Kelly Wilson
#53. On the other hand the machine does not bleed, ache, hang for hours in the empty sky in a torment of hope to learn the fate of another machine, nor does it cry out with joy nor dance in the air with the fierce passion of a bird.
Loren Eiseley
#54. Fly in the sky of imagination to find the true solution.
Debasish Mridha
#55. But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky - beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.
Tabitha Suzuma
#56. When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it
delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.
It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.
And sometimes it is enough.
Vera Nazarian
#57. How can it fail to smash and shatter the petty provincialism and narrow nantionalism ... making of this world a tragic mosaic of hostility and hate? How can this fabulous new force in the sky fail to serve the hope of teh world and the peace of the world?
Juan Trippe
#59. Your name. That's all I want. I debate on whether or not I should explain to him that my name isn't going to help him in his stalking endeavours.
Colleen Hoover
#60. He never looks away, searching my eyes for truth. His reaction has left my heart pounding, shocked at how quick he was to dismiss any fault I may have had. I wish he was just as quick to dismiss his own faults, but he isn't.
Colleen Hoover
#61. How can we hope, after all, to see a tree or rock or clear north sky if we do not adopt a little of their mode of life, a little of their time? if the time it takes to cross space is a way by which we define it, then to arrive at a view of space "in no time" is to have denied its reality
Robert Adams
#62. With the wings of love, fly
in the imaginative and joyful blue sky.
Debasish Mridha
#63. Like the kite that caught up to the sky,
painted with clouds, I lost track of it,
but it was connected
by string, something I was holding,
something I could always
bring back.
Kelli Russell Agodon
#64. I'm not here to sell nor am I here to buy. I just hope my words can help you touch the sky.
Stanley Victor Paskavich
#65. The underlying melody via every rock, plant, animal, sky and star, inside the water, from the dirt, through the light: only love lasts.
Melina Sempill Watts
#66. I hope I have found myself, my work, my happiness - under the light of the western skies.
Zane Grey
#67. Dad always told me there are more stories in the universe than stars in the sky. And in every story, there's the light of hope. That's why the seniors sent lanterns up to the sky-to make sure the darkness is never absolute.
Marieke Nijkamp
#68. If there's only one nation in the sky, shouldn't all passports be valid for it?
Yann Martel
#69. Hope is what sits by the window and waits for one more dawn, despite the fact that there isn't an ounce of proof in tonight's black, black sky that it can possible come.
Joan D. Chittister
#70. And even though I no longer really knew what it was, I felt it: a drop of hope. The fog surrounding my life rolled back another inch, and a sliver of blue sky peeked through.
Paul Kalanithi
#71. Hope you two boys can dig. There'll be some digging to do." "Graves?" Eddie asked, not sure if he was joking or not. "Graves come later." Roland looked up at the sky, but the clouds had advanced out of the west and stolen the stars. "Just remember, it's the winners who dig them.
Stephen King
#72. Hope is like air if not built on a fertile ground. A ground that requires attention and nurturing. You cannot stop working on that ground even if the hope is sprouting higher into the sky.
Michael Bassey
#73. My only hope for survival lies in the knowledge that you are somewhere in this world, under the same sky, the same sun, the same stars.
Amy A. Bartol
#74. ... back then the sky seemed so vast.
And now the sky above me... is low, and narrow, and heavy.
Inio Asano
#75. I grab the pillows off the bed and chuck them at the reflection in the mirror of the girl I no longer know. I watch as the girl in the mirror stares back at me, sobbing pathetically. The weakness in her tears infuriates me.
Colleen Hoover
#76. We will journey in hope, and trust the Swift Sure Hand to guide us.'
'A little guidance would not go amiss right now,' I confessed, gazing out at the trackless waste of hills and empty sky.
'Llew,' he said, 'we have ever been led.
Stephen R. Lawhead
#77. We build model ships in bottles, whispering life into the toothpicks and wire; we make plans and blueprints for the one we hope is coming. And come they do. Fleets of vessels. Battleships and barges. They arrive on the horizon, flags to the sky.
Sarah Kay
#78. And I too, felt ready to start life all over again. It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe.
Albert Camus
#79. Glimpse is a meeting of dreamers in the silent night sky.
W.D. Tuck
#80. In an age of hope men looked up at the night sky and saw "the heavens." In an age of hopelessness they call it simply "space.
Peter Kreeft
#81. Why?' she whispered.
He didn't need her to elaborate; he knew what she was asking. 'I don't want you to be afraid of dying. All those people have survuved cancer. You just watched hundreds of reasons to have hope drift off into the sky.
M. Leighton
#82. I hope to have more time to think, to look at the sky, dealing with less crisis management, to learn another language, to travel.
Juliet Stevenson
#83. Just seeing her again, even from a distance, reminds meof why I crave to be around her so much. It's only been a
few days, but since the moment I met her, no matter where I am, I'm constantly wondering about her. My attention is constantly homed in on her like I'm a compass and she's my North.
Colleen Hoover
#84. Everyone has to build anew his sky of hope and peace.
Okakura Kakuzo
#85. You were a luminescent star in the darkened sky that became my universe.
Truth Devour
#86. Be strong, little one. There's a reason you are here. Like anyone with a dream, you have a purpose, big or small. Never lose hope that your glowing star will one day join the sky of winners. Never
stop believing.
Charles Lee
#88. The sky is falling. The sky is falling.
And I fear you won't believe it until you're covered in stars
Emalynne Wilder
#89. How rarely do our emotions meet the object they seem to deserve? How hopelessly we signal; how dark the sky; how big the waves. We are all lost at sea, washed between hope and despair, hailing something that may never come to rescue us.
Julian Barnes
#90. Even in the cloudy sky, the sun never forgets to rise.
Debasish Mridha
#91. I mean, I hope you're happy,
But the sky is still the sky without you,
And I'm not surprised by that anymore.
Caitlyn Siehl
#92. When everything is fine, the sky is clear, the wind is smooth and gentle, this is the time to get ready for the storm.
Debasish Mridha
#93. I am not here, I am somewhere else, my body is here but mind is in the sky
Debasish Mridha
#95. Don't, Mom." I begin walking toward her, but I can see the mist forming in her eyes. "No, no, no." By the time I reach her, it's too late. She's bawling. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's crying. Not because it makes me emotional, but because it annoys the hell out of me. And it's awkward.
Colleen Hoover
#96. I turn and gaze at the
bright blue sky, squinting. It's like surfacing for air after
giving up hope, after resigning to drown, suffocating
Katie Klein
#98. What a joy it is to look at loved ones, flowers, trees, the sky, bird, mountains, babies, and sunsets, to mention a very few things, and know how special they really are. What a joy it is to see the hand of God around you constantly, even in a troubled world.
Van Harden
#100. Some people come drifting into our skies carrying hope just as the clouds drift into the deserts!
Avijeet Das
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