Novel & Cerita Hopelessly Hopeful

“I’m sorry to hear that.” There was silence before she continued to speak. “My mom was in a bad car accident when I was barely twelve. And when she was in the hospital I hoped so hard she would pull through. And she didn’t. Then when I was in college, my dad was diagnosed with cancer. And again, I hoped and hoped, and I hung onto every silver lining I could. When he died, I realized that hoping was worse than not hoping. If you don’t get your hopes up, you don’t have as far to fall when you’re let down.”

"Dylan knows that Erick knows that..." "I can't condemn him, Kendrick. Not rationally." I listened to Hope's voice and twisted my mouth, still isn't letting go. "I've accepted that Dylan is my Mate. I hate the Gods for condemning an innocent man to the future that awaits him, a future that has no happy ending." I pulled my face away enough to look into Hope's eyes, there is a sadness there. "I will not survive the end of this war." Hope stated and I know she believes it, and there is some truth there, something that Night seems to know because Night could feel the power that carried.

She cried out as she can to let my ears be struck by her echoes. "Ms. Dandelion, it is my responsibility to save your friend from getting persecuted by uncertainty and misery!" I said and let go of my hand off her kindness. How sweet of her though and I do pity myself for refusing offers like that continuously. Grace doesn't have to do that, I came to implore for help and not take gratitude. The moon gave me a route to run away from the promise that might not be retained forever. Within the moonbow, I felt there was no hope of healing the shattered essence of an individual.

Jane “This is going to work, Jane.” Ethan promises. “We’re going to get to them first.” I’m having a hard time believing it. I want it to be true, but every near miss we experience sends me deeper and deeper into depression. I can’t live without my babies, I can’t survive this constant worry. I’m beginning to associate hope only with pain and disappointment. It doesn’t feel safe to hope anymore – I think it only invites heartbreak. After all, if I don’t hope, at least I won’t be surprised when my worst fears are proven to be real.

Not when every hopeful smile outside those palace walls rested upon her shoulders. Not when desperation had already begun disguising itself as hope. And not when Grey himself had started clinging to the impossible possibility that somewhere, hidden beneath those wilted flowers, there remained a miracle waiting to bloom.

said Al. "It seems that here you find another human-beast that is still surviving," said Edmund. "Yes. It turns out I'm not the only human beast still alive, though I haven't met the alligators yet. But, I'm starting to have hope that they might be hiding somewhere," said Al with a hopeful expression. “Hope is a dangerous thing, but it also makes us last a little longer than we think. It's a paradox," said Edmund dreamily. “Do you have any hope about something, My Lord?”

But something else. Hope.

“Do you understand that I wouldn’t have been disappointed if you’d come to me at the beginning, if you’d let me and your family, support you? My disappointment in you isn’t about your mistake, Hope. It’s about the decisions that you made that have caused so much pain for others. You had no right to keep your pregnancy from Levi. None. He is the father of those pups and should have found out about your pregnancy the moment you did. You were wrong to keep that from him. That’s why I’m disappointed in you. If you didn’t want to tell me or your father, fine. I don’t understand it, but I could accept that. But you never, ever keep a man’s pups from him.” I look down. “I know. I’m sorry I disappoi

My throat closed on the rest, choking me with my own futility. Cardan shook his head and tutted the faintest ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. “Hope is such a delicate thing, isn’t it? So easily nurtured, so easily destroyed.” Tears blurred my vision, hot and unwanted. I hated him. I hated myself more—for believing, for holding on when I should have known better. My people were gone to me. My child would be born into a prison with no doors. And I was a puppet bound to strings I could not see.

"I've always envied you, Grayson. Really—since we were kids, I've envied you. You had everything—your loving family, a smart and beautiful girlfriend, a future full of promise. "At first, it was just envy. But later… it turned into jealousy. I know you were good to me. I can never repay those debts in this lifetime. But I don't regret it. Really. To steal even a little from you… "…even if it was just a tiny bit, I felt completely happy." I looked at him and suddenly felt a deep pity. Like a worm wriggling in a gutter, thinking that grabbing a speck of sunlight meant owning the entire sun.