Hope Flickers Quotes & Sayings

He lifted an eyebrow, glanced between the two of us, then left thekitchen without his coffee, saying as he went, "Never mind, whatever it is, I don't want to know. But do let me know when the hotcakes are ready. And there better be a turkey today, because I already made the stuffing, and something or someone is getting stuffed."

"Getting the turkey was Cletus's job this year," I called after him. — Penny Reid

I got about 6037 songs I wrote myself and I'm trying to get them on the market and I just wish people could hear them and stuff but they'll do pretty good. — Hasil Adkins

Yossarian wrinkled his forehead with quizzical amusement. You won't marry me because I'm crazy, and you say I'm crazy because I want to marry you? Is that right? — Joseph Heller

The air is cold and dusk has descended. In the distance lightning flickers and a far away rumble of thunder awakens my thoughts and makes me remember. — Donna Lynn Hope

The stranger smiled at her. "Humanity has found a cure to a disease they never new existed. — Jeyn Roberts

Everybody sees but once in awhile stars glide and hope flickers when you meet someone who see through the person you have for so long pretended to be. — Donal O'Callaghan

Maybe we learn to live our lives by understanding, firsthand, how not to live them. — Jodi Picoult

Want to go really fast? Slow down and focus. — Tim Fargo

I do not remember a time when I could not read, nor any time when reading was not a joy and a solace. — Emmeline Pankhurst

Hope is the light that flickers and burns eternally, when you remain steadfast with faith. — Virginia Martin

Time lost can never be retrieved. Time cannot be hoarded, only spent well. — J. Oswald Sanders

Life goes on. The world spins out another day. The mystery of human life and hope goes on. And here and there, the luminous light that shone out from a carpenter in Nazareth glimmers and flickers in the darkness. And we hope again for what life might become. The soul waits. — John Ortberg

Everyone has talent. What's rare is the courage to follow it to the dark places where it leads. — Erica Jong

A latent warmth flickers behind those golden, burning rings. The Cold struggles to squelch it, shrouding it with the frigid Night. It almost smothers it entirely.
Almost.
But I know it is still there. It is like the heat of an unassuming coal beneath a blanket of graying ash. It is hidden, but not extinguished.
I can feel it. I can feel its gentle breath against my skin, like distant sunlight during newborn spring.
I can hear it. I can hear it reaching to divide the curtains of shadow on his face, like the whispers of blossoms unfolding.
I can see it. I can see it behind his fiery eyes, flickering like a starlight-dappled pool, dancing in and out of view.
It is buried. Buried, but burning nonetheless. Buried but burning, like one last hope in my heart. One last Ember in the dark.
-The Penitent God — S.G. Night

All that five thousand kids lived in those five thousand houses, owned by guys that got off the train. The houses looked so much alike that, time and time again, the kids went home by mistake to different houses and different families. Nobody ever noticed. — Ken Kesey

Most people who see me in pictures know what I look like. I'm going to continue to try to workout to maintain, but I'm not going to continue looking like that - that's a result of training, and that would probably drain me out. I'd be exhausted. — Dara Torres

Some information has to remain in the privy of the office of the Prime Minister and the ministers for the proper administration of government. — Jean Chretien

I had turned away from the picture and was going back to the world where events move, men change, light flickers, life flows in a clear stream, no matter whether over mud or over stones. — Joseph Conrad

It's my responsibility to cultivate the man in my son. I can't be passive about that. — Randy Alcorn

As an archaeologist, I've often wondered how we as a race keep going through all the misery. The answer is revealed: the potential for closeness with strangers. Floating — Simon Van Booy