"Hope is a renewable option: If you run out of it at the end of the day, you get to start over in the morning."
"Ah, the mysterious croak. Here today, gone tomorrow. It's the best reason I can think of to throw open the blinds and risk belief. Right now, this minute, time to move out into the grief and glory. High tide."
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Source: Barbara Kingsolver (2011). “High Tide in Tucson”, p.198, Faber & Faber
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