daddyand it contained within it the prospect of living and the hope of dying, of endings and beginnings, of love and loss and peace and rage, all wrapped up in two whispered syllables.

We always glorify war, but why? We have war memorials everywhere but I never saw a peace memorial yet. We teach our children war game. We let them play game which is not other than...

Maybe the future is like rowing for shore. Your only choice is to try or give up.

No, I mean earlier. Where’d you go? You weren’t here with me because no, nothing happened. I could see on your face that something was wrong, so I didn’t do it. But now you need...

There is no such thing as helplessness. It’s just another word for giving up.

Find the joy and peace in and around you. It is a choice not a condition or destination.

Active Hope is not wishful thinking. Active Hope is not waiting to be rescued . . . . by some savior. Active Hope is waking up to the beauty of life on whose behalf we...

Be the master of your own thoughts to control your future.

The End” is just the beginning.

In life, never talk about problems. Talk about solutions.

In the darkness of night when universe sleepsYou come and play with my stringsNo one can see or feel it but I doYou are my love.

Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions, inside the walls of a hospital… Doubt is like dye. Once is spreads into the fabric of excuses you’ve woven, you’ll never get rid of the stain.

It necessarily follows that chance alone is at the source of every innovation, and of all creation in the biosphere. Pure chance, absolutely free but blind, at the very root of the stupendous edifice of...

Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.

The silence stretched out between us as I stared at him, the tears blurring my vision as I waited for him to save me from this torment. Surely he could find a way.

Love is the universal language of heart.Feeling are the universal language of love.Smile is the universal language of charm.Attraction is the universal language of life.

I made a sorry face in response to such strong insistence, but I couldn’t believe him. Fantasies were exactly that..…..fantasies. Whimsy. Wishes. Mere castles in the sky without foundation or substance. Dreams didn’t come true....

The thing the sixties did was to show us the possibilities and the responsibility that we all had. It wasn’t the answer. It just gave us a glimpse of the possibility.

A man of God has many brothers. He is a wounded soldier – he is familiar with the pain one feels in his heart, as a close and loving brother, when a brother falls victim...

Hope is a fire more ravenous than the flames of temptation. For if only a portion of it poisons your veins, it is enough to make you stand against ridiculous odds again and again and...

I’m grateful for being here, for being able to think, for being able to see, for being able to taste, for appreciating love – for knowing that it exists in a world so rife with...

We need to empower the world with the power of love.

Yes, I decided, a man can truly change. The events of the past year have taught me much about myself, and a few universal truths. I learned, for instance, that while wounds can be inflicted...

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.

I am lost in the midst of love and joy.Who will show me the path to happiness?

Who’s to say that once I run, I’ll find that isn’t enough? Who’s to say I won’t end up feeling exactly the way I do right now-not safe, but stifled? Maybe I’ll want to run...

It’s not the end of the road, it’s just the end of the road work.

The door’, replied Maimie, ‘will always, always be open, and mother will always be waiting at it for me.

Stories of absurd events in life get my creative juices flowing and have so far given birth to some of my best ideas.

I could watch him do this until morning — never asking questions and never interrupting his work. I worship quietly — his intense focus and attention to detail and then, out of no where, I...

Hope is nothing but a deceitful flatterer accepted by reason only because it is often in need of palliatives.

The mind, too, has a kind of blood; in common speech we call it hope.

I write letters to you that you’ll never see.

When there is nonjudgmental love then there is no giving up.

Now I’m making a decision. I choose life. I shall live because there are few people I want to stay with for the longest possible time and because I have duties to discharge. It is...

The future has no memory of your past or present. You are free to make it anything you choose. So make it great!

Hope gives us reasons to live and pursue our dreams, expecting greater possibilities.

I hope you know that you’ve given me the courage to change. I hope you know that who you are is who you choose to be, and that whispers behind your back don’t define you....

Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.

Desire is inspired by motivation, which gives us hope to believe in ourselves that we can set goals and pursue them successfully.

I always thought old age would be a writer’s best chance. Whenever I read the late work of Goethe or W. B. Yeats I had the impertinence to identify with it. Now, my memory’s gone,...

Hell would be waking up and wanting nothing,” he agrees.

A god who gave us everything we wanted would be the most malevolent god of all. With an infantile curiosity, we insist on tasting the cockroach on the floor while our father is preparing a...

I wish you sunshine on your path and storms to season your journey. I wish you peace in the world in which you live… More I cannot wish you except perhaps love to make all...

Maybe everyone can live beyond what they’re capable of.

Everything you do, do with love.

A promise is something that has been given but not yet realized.

She had long been a cold and calculating person, and yet she had never given in to the darkness entirely. She would remember her mother’s touch or the voice of a lost friend, and the...

Spirit is love inside the love.

Hope…is the companion of power, and the mother of success; for who so hopes has within him the gift of miracles.