"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."
"At some point in my life I'd honestly hoped love would rescue me from the cold, drafty castle I lived in. But at another point, much earlier I think, I'd quietly begun to hope for nothing at all in the way of love, so as not to be disappointed. It works. It gets to be a habit."
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Source: Animal Dreams. Book by Barbara Kingsolver, 1990.
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