Time has taught me not to lose hope, yet not to trust too much in hope either. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Don't die on me," she ordered. "You are not dying on me.""Yes, ma'am." He felt light-headed, but she was about the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Her hair was smoldering. Her face was smudged with soot. She had a cut on her arm, her dress was torn, and she was missing a boot. Beautiful. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The difference between hope and despair is a different way of telling stories from the same facts. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Look,” he said, “the point is there’s no way to be a hundred percent sure about anyone or anything. So you’re left with a choice. Either hope for the best, or just expect the worst.”If you expect the worst, you’re never disappointed,” I pointed out.Yeah, but who lives like that? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We look into each other's eyes as we shake. His are still full of death and horror, but in them I see my face reflected, and inside my tiny eyes inside his, I think I see some hope. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
At present we are on the outside of the world, the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingle with the splendours we see. But all the leaves of the New Testament are rustling with the rumour that it will not always be so. Some day, God willing, we shall get in. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Everybody’s damaged. It’s just a question of how badly, and whether you’re healing or still bleeding. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Look: the trees exist; the houseswe dwell in stand there stalwartly. Only wepass by it all, like a rush of air.And everything conspires to keep quiet about us,half out of shame perhaps, half out of some secret hope. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There had to be dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background it's flashing glory. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There is always a part of my mind that is preparing for the worst, and another part of my mind that believes if I prepare enough for it, the worst won’t happen. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>