The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.
Arthur Golden
death heart hopes day hope
For a flicker of a moment I imagined a world completely different from the one I'd always known, a world in which I was treated with fairness, even kindness-- a world in which fathers didn't sell their daughters.
geisha hope
I don't know when we'll see each other again or what the world will be like when we do. We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.
parting hope
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