Quotations About / On:
There is no hope even that woman, with her right to vote, will ever purify politics.
(Emma Goldman (1869-1940), U.S. anarchist. "The Tragedy of Women's Emancipation," Anarchism and Other Essays (1910).)
What makes us heroic?Confronting simultaneously our supreme suffering and our supreme hope.
(Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900), German philosopher, classical scholar, critic of culture. Friedrich Nietzsche, Sämtliche Werke: Kritische Studienausgabe, vol. 3, p. 519, eds. Giorgio Colli and Mazzino Montinari, Berlin, de Gruyter (1980). The Gay Science, first edition, "Third Book," aphorism 268 (1882).)
Blues are the songs of despair, but gospel songs are the songs of hope.
(Mahalia Jackson (1911-1972), U.S. gospel singer, and Evan Mcloud Wylie. Movin' On Up, ch. 6, written with Evan McLoud Wylie (1966).)
In most of mankind gratitude is merely a secret hope of further favors.
(François, Duc De La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680), French writer, moralist. Sentences et Maximes Morales, no. 298 (1678).)
So much for Mrs. Hollis' nine months of pain and 20 years of hope.
(Alvah Bessie, Ranald MacDougall, and Lester Cole. Raoul Walsh. Nameless GI, Objective Burma, cutting dog tags off a dead GI (1945).)
We should not moor a ship with one anchor, or our life with one hope.
(Epictetus (c. 50-120), Greek Stoic philosopher. Dissertations, fragment 30.)
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
(George Eliot [Mary Ann (or Marian) Evans] (1819-1880), British novelist, editor. Middlemarch, bk. 5, ch. 51 (1871).
Real name: Mary Ann (or Marian) Evans.)
Until that time comes I'll live a thousand hopes, die a thousand times.
(Edward T. Lowe. Erle C. Kenton. Lawrence Talbot (Lon Chaney), House of Dracula, waiting to see if he's cured, or if he'll turn into the Wolf Man when the moon rises (1945).)
Hope is the cordial that keeps life from stagnating.
(Samuel Richardson (1689-1761), British novelist. Third edition, London (1751). Clarissa, in Clarissa, vol. 3, p. 266, AMS Press (1990).)
When I go out, I hope to leave the worst of myself at home.
(Mason Cooley (b. 1927), U.S. aphorist. City Aphorisms, Tenth Selection, New York (1992).)