“You write for the winds, uncorrupted by hope and untouched by hope's sibling, despair. [Bram Stoker, to Walt Whitman]” HopeDespair Book:Shadowplay Source: Shadowplay
“You don’t understand the fact that hope, if it is ever encountered, is in the small things of the everyday, not an announcement from on high. In the aroma of cooking, a phrase from Vivaldi. A handclasp. A conversation. Pg106” Hope Book:My Father's House Source: My Father's House
