hope,poetry Quotes That Will Inspire You to Live Your Best Life

1. A Pause of ThoughtI looked for that which is not, nor can be,And hope deferred made my heart sick in truthBut years must pass before a hope of youthIs resigned utterly.I watched and waited with a steadfast will:And though the object seemed to flee awayThat I so longed for, ever day by dayI watched and waited still.Sometimes I said: This thing shall be no more;My expectation wearies and shall cease;I will resign it now and be at peace:Yet never gave it o'er.Sometimes I said: It is an empty nameI long for; to a name why should I giveThe peace of all the days I have to live?--Yet gave it all the same.Alas, thou foolish one! alike unfitFor healthy joy and salutary pain:Thou knowest the chase useless, and againTurnest to follow it. Complete Poems

2. And in despair I bowed my head;"There is no peace on earth," I said;"For hate is strong,And mocks the songOf peace on earth, good-will to men!"Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep!The Wrong shall fail,the Right prevail,With peace on earth, good-will to men!

3. Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining Ballads and Other Poems

4. Hope is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soul,And sings the tune without the words,And never stops at all,And sweetest in the gale is heard;And sore must be the stormThat could abash the little birdThat kept so many warm.I've heard it in the chilliest landAnd on the strangest sea;Yet, never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

5. Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come. An Essay on Man

6. I embraced a cloud,but when I soaredit rained. Meditations in an Emergency

7. I wondered: what happens when a hundred thousand people memorize the same poem? Does anything change? Do Not Say We Have Nothing

8. In a serener Bright, In a more golden light I see Each little doubt and fear, Each little discord here Removed. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

9. It's the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day – or as he sleeps – simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it's like the hymn that sings me to peace. I know the world is still out there and I know I'm not yet friendly to its pace, but as long as I know him with me, here, there, somewhere – us – I know I have a chance.

10. May be its mine bad-luck Or yours not to get me But I still have hope Of being yours Blended Words

11. Mind led bodyto the edge of the precipice.They stared in desireat the naked abyss.If you love me, said mind,take that step into silence.If you love me, said body,turn and exist.

12. My thoughts, I think, will soon be sound.My mind, I hope, will soon be found. Destroy Me

13. Take a shower. Wash away every trace of yesterday. Of smells. Of weary skin. Get dressed. Make coffee, windows open, the sun shining through. Hold the cup with two hands and notice that you feel the feeling of warmth. 
 You still feel warmth.
Now sit down and get to work. Keep your mind sharp, head on, eyes on the page and if small thoughts of worries fight their ways into your consciousness: threw them off like fires in the night and keep your eyes on the track. Nothing but the task in front of you. Get off your chair in the middle of the day. Put on your shoes and take a long walk on open streets around people. Notice how they’re all walking, in a hurry, or slowly. Smiling, laughing, or eyes straight forward, hurried to get to wherever they’re going. And notice how you’re just one of them. Not more, not less. Find comfort in the way you’re just one in the crowd. Your worries: no more, no less.Go back home. Take the long way just to not pass the liquor store. Don’t buy the cigarettes. Go straight home. Take off your shoes. Wash your hands. Your face. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. It’s still beating. Still fighting. Now get back to work.
Work with your mind sharp and eyes focused and if any thoughts of worries or hate or sadness creep their ways around, shake them off like a runner in the night for you own your mind, and you need to tame it. Focus. Keep it sharp on track, nothing but the task in front of you.Work until your eyes are tired and head is heavy, and keep working even after that. Then take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes.
Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. 
You’re doing just fine.
You’re doing fine.I’m doing just fine. You're Doing Just Fine

14. There is no hope for the hopeless but there is always some love for the loveless.

15. To HopeOh, Hope! thou soother sweet of human woes!How shall I lure thee to my haunts forlorn!For me wilt thou renew the wither’d rose,And clear my painful path of pointed thorn?Ah come, sweet nymph! in smiles and softness drest,Like the young hours that lead the tender year,Enchantress! come, and charm my cares to rest:—Alas! the flatterer flies, and will not hear!A prey to fear, anxiety, and pain,Must I a sad existence still deplore?Lo!—the flowers fade, but all the thorns remain,'For me the vernal garland blooms no more.'Come then, 'pale Misery’s love!' be thou my cure,And I will bless thee, who, tho’ slow, art sure. The Poems of Charlotte Smith