Donna Lynn Hope Quotes

Heart thoughts are profound, hindsight aches and hope is obscure. I'm craving a great adventure -- one that leads me back home.

Instead of being proud that you led someone to God, be more concerned with the person you pushed away from Him.

I must be out of my mind if I loved you in spite of everything you've done, and anyone else would condemn you for it, but I can't condemn you at all. In my own troubled mind, I loved you for it.

The writer in her went silent and hid when her revealing words were wide-spread read.

You love the word love but you don’t really love and you don’t want to love because love, which is really sacrifice, would prevent you from doing what you want to do.

All the bruised lives, searching hearts...Everyone wants a love story but few will risk what it takes to live one.

What an ambiance, and such a pity I'm alone: Candles giving off their glow, gusts of wind and the light tapping of rain on the windowpane - a massage for the mind. And a comforting one, too.

They say love inspires. Guess what inspires more? An enemy.

Who are we to think we deserve anything? What makes us so great? No one is "lucky" to have us. We are all full of it.

If I never shed a tear or wondered what happened to someone I actually loved, what makes you believe I'd think twice about you, someone I never even cared for?

You may not like what I see but I don't like what you do.

I’m awake and I can’t sleep. The more I’m awake, the more I see, and the harder to sleep.

We know what we should do. Age is no excuse. Do we go to others for permission or for discipline?

I have to crack a nut in order to enjoy it.

The only stirrups I like are on a saddle.

Some people are far more cognizant than others but sensitivity has its own cross to bear and ample insight, in many cases, can bring on disquietude.

The agony of the empath is feeling their pain but being unable to save them from it.

Don't start a fight if you can't duke it out. Either win or concede but whatever you do, don't have others fight for you.

Hatred may keep a body warm, but it takes a lot to keep the fire stoked, so unless a person is extraordinary in some way, some people are not worth hating, just like they’re not worth loving.

I appreciate the beauty and balm of flowers but I have never enjoyed receiving them because then I have to watch them die, and worse...throw them away.

If they don't walk away, we have to walk away, and sometimes we do it crying.

People give up on each other long before they give up on themselves, and they do that, too.

I can only miss the true and I can only mourn the brave. Cowards make it easy to let go because you're not losing anything worth having.

Theirs was a tug-of-war and neither could let go. Both felt the burn and still wouldn't let go. Some might call it a game for neither could admit defeat.

The more candles on my cake means I get a little more exercise in blowing them out.

Honor doesn’t revise according to company just as integrity doesn’t diminish due to circumstance.

She wasn't always a pillar of ice. Her warmth and good deeds were repaid with deceit and betrayal until little by little a chill took over.

Shoo. Away with you. It's my fault for expecting the extraordinary from the ordinary.

Tough break-up? Trash stinks, which is why you toss it.

Why is it you tell me the truth only when you've fallen asleep? It's then that you visit me.

I don’t miss anyone. If I did I would do something about it. Besides, some people come back...in dreams. That’s when they’re honest.

When he comes for her, it’s only in her dreams where she has no control, no way to shut the door, and nowhere to run. That’s when she listens.

You can shoo people away in real life, but not when they force their way in through the dream door.

I know you're there. I can detect your presence each time it closes in on mine.

Three of them have the gift of sight but two of them ignore it when what they want most is to believe "this one" will be different.

You can not argue with stupid but you can certainly play with it.

People care much more for how things look than how things are.

His ghost comes back to be remembered. If he can’t be in this life, he procures a way to stay in orbit, and in that way, is never forgotten.

In addition to unfinished business, some ghosts haunt so that they will be remembered.

How different would people act if they couldn't show off on social media? Would they still do it?

First bathrooms, now cars. At least people are wearing their seat belts.

In a social media world, the danger is being overexposed and when something is overexposed it is no longer interesting...if ever it was.

Followers, followers. Sometimes, with some things, it’s best to keep your tally down.

You will know who the enemy is intimidated by because they're the ones he targets and keeps beating down.

She may be crazy but at least she isn't you.

He wasn't yours to get hurt by. He was someone else's and you knew that, so why are you offended? What right do you have to be hurt when you were a part of the deception (lying by omission)?

Warriors want a worthy opponent. There is no redress in fighting the pathetic.

She was told it was magnetism that kept them engaged, and how do you separate magnets? You force them apart.

People will sometimes find themselves attracted to others, that's just who they are. It's what they do with that attraction that defines them.

So what if you're plain? Anyone can like a beautiful woman or a handsome man. That's easy. But power is the ability to inspire attraction without the obvious.