#hop

Enamorarse sabiendo que todo está perdido y no hay ninguna esperanza. ↗

— José Emilio Pacheco

#love #love-hurts #love

I love tunnels. They 're the symbol of hope: sometime it will be bright again. If by chance it is not night. ↗

— Pascal Mercier

#love

Failure is a greater teacher than success ↗

— Clarissa Pinkola Estés

#hope #inspiration #inspirational #success #inspirational

Why are there so many people out here?' Boomer asked as we bobbed and weaved roughly forward. 'Christmas shopping.' I explained. 'Already? Isn't it early to returning things?' I really had no sense of how his mind worked. ↗

— David Levithan

#christmas-shopping #dash #humor #lol #no-sense

I'm still trying to figure out the secret relationship between the woman and the mall! ↗

— Ibrahim Taha

#ibrahim-taha #puzzled #quotes #saying #shopping

I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you. ↗

— Frida Kahlo

#feel #flawed #hope #imgaine #know

I don’t know what’s in the box, but I love it. Unopened gifts contain hope.
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— Jarod Kintz

#hope #hopeful #hoping #imagination #imagine

It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Please. Cry with me. Maybe there's nothing we can do about this. But at least, for now...cry with me. Like your entire body...is screaming at the sky. Like it's raging against the world. I lost something. And I don't have a single guarantee. The fear of living in this world again after that...I have only a shred of hope to sustain me. So I want you at least...to cry. Cry. Cry with me. Like the day you were first born into this world. ↗

— Natsuki Takaya

#love #love

The idea that their paths might have easily not crossed leaves her breathless, like a near-miss accident on a highway, and she can't help marveling at the sheer randomness of it all. Like any survivor of chance, she feels a quick rush of thankfulness, part adrenaline and part hope. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#hope #yalit #love

I’d always secretly believed that a love as fierce and true as mine would be rewarded in the end, and now I was being forced to accept the bitter truth. ↗

— Alma Katsu

#hopelessness #unrequited-love #love