The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope.

Amour is the one human activity of any importance in which laughter and pleasure preponderate, if ever so slightly, over misery and pain.

Behold the child, by Nature’s kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

I am prepared for the worst, but hope for the best.

I need more sex, OK? Before I die I wanna taste everyone in the world.

Even if my songs are quite sad or quite dark, I don’t want my songs to make people sad. It’s very important for me that all my songs have some kind of hope or light.

Tradition becomes our security, and when the mind is secure it is in decay.

If I err in belief that the souls of men are immortal, I gladly err, nor do I wish this error which gives me pleasure to be wrested from me while I live.

If pleasures are greatest in anticipation, just remember that this is also true of trouble.

The pleasure of work is open to anyone who can develop some specialised skill, provided that he can get satisfaction from the exercise of his skill without demanding universal applause.

Fear cannot be without hope nor hope without fear.

God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures.

He hoped and prayed that there wasn’t an afterlife. Then he realized there was a contradiction involved here and merely hoped that there wasn’t an afterlife.

Fashion is very important. It is life-enhancing and, like everything that gives pleasure, it is worth doing well.

Virtue is a habit of the mind, consistent with nature and moderation and reason.

Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.

The mere thought hadn’t even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.

Hope is not a resting place but a starting point – a cactus, not a cushion.

There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.

For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.

What a terrible thing to have lost one’s mind. Or not to have a mind at all. How true that is.

Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.

The natural term of the affection of the human animal for its offspring is six years.

Every aspect of human technology has a dark side, including the bow and arrow.

War is a poor chisel to carve out tomorrow.

For the first time in my adult lifetime, I am really proud of my country. And not just because Barack has done well, but because I think people are hungry for change. And I have been desperate to see our country moving in that direction.

My evidence that I am saved does not lie in the fact that I preach, or that I do this or that. All my hope lies in this: that Jesus Christ came to save sinners. I am a sinner, I trust Him, then He came to save me, and I am saved.

We have not yet reached the goal but… we shall soon, with the help of God, be in sight of the day when poverty shall be banished from this nation.

The union of the Word and the Mind produces that mystery which is called Life… Learn deeply of the Mind and its mystery, for therein lies the secret of immortality.

Iron rusts from disuse; water loses its purity from stagnation… even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind.

All I really had was a suitcase and my drums. So I took them up to Seattle and hoped it would work.

Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable surprise, gratifies its curiosity, and gives it an idea of which it was not before possessed.

The sun is gone, but I have a light.

I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.

So that’s the dissenter’s hope: that they are writing not for today but for tomorrow.

I don’t know what can be so dangerous about giving people hope. Causing people to have better relationships. I’m not leading them to some false God or something like that.

The noblest pleasure is the joy of understanding.

In everything, satiety closely follows the greatest pleasures.

Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.

What can I know? What ought I to do? What can I hope?

Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure, only death can stop it.

Man is, properly speaking, based upon hope, he has no other possession but hope; this world of his is emphatically the place of hope.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.

In giving freedom to the slave, we assure freedom to the free – honorable alike in that we give and what we preserve. We shall nobly save, or meanly lose, the last best hope of earth.

Hope is favorable and confident expectation; it’s an expectant attitude that something good is going to happen and things will work out, no matter what situation we’re facing.

It took a lot of blood, sweat and tears to get to where we are today, but we have just begun. Today we begin in earnest the work of making sure that the world we leave our children is just a little bit better than the one we inhabit today.

There’s no art to find the mind’s construction in the face.

The strong man is the one who is able to intercept at will the communication between the senses and the mind.

Therefore I am sure that this, my Coronation, is not the symbol of a power and a splendor that are gone but a declaration of our hopes for the future, and for the years I may, by God’s Grace and Mercy, be given to reign and serve you as your Queen.

But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible.

Today I can declare my hope and declare it from the bottom of my heart that we will eventually see the time when that number of nuclear weapons is down to zero and the world is a much better place.

The essence of all art is to have pleasure in giving pleasure.

There’s a part of you – the born-again part, your spirit – that’s dead to sin. That’s why it bothers you now when you sin. The ‚wilderness‘ part of you – your soul – is your unrenewed mind, out-of-control emotions, and stubborn will.

Despair is a narcotic. It lulls the mind into indifference.

I think women want freedom. They want to be empowered. They want hope. They want love; they want all the things that I want, and I’m not afraid to say those things and act on them, and I think that’s why they identify with me.

Culture of the mind must be subservient to the heart.

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

But if nothing but soul, or in soul mind, is qualified to count, it is impossible for there to be time unless there is soul, but only that of which time is an attribute, i.e. if change can exist without soul.

The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world… to see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion all in one.

I don’t digest things with my mind.