The thing is, we’re all here in this New World not because it’s new. These lands are as old as any. It’s only new because there is hope, and hope is at the very heart of love.
The intake is always slow at first. But hope travels fast.
The cruelest thing of all is false hope.
Talk to everyone. Fail, and fail again. And brush yourself off. And fail again. Because maybe… Maybe.
Sometimes, despite everything, peace breaks out. People get tired of fighting, and pain, and death, and are willing to start all over again.
It’s not the hope that kills you. It’s knowing it’s the hope that kills you, that kills you.[to River]
It’s all about hope. You’re allowed to miss Lisa and grieve and feel angry. But I can’t bear the thought of you having no hope. That’s the saddest thing in the world to me. Giving in.[to Tony]
In this universe, as in every other, hope never dies. As long as someone keeps their good eye on the bigger picture.
If you don’t think there’s hope for the world, why bother going on?[to Joel]
I write in hope that one day you will answer me and that everything can again be like it was… Though I know that can never be.
I know sometimes it hurts more to hope and it hurts more to care. But you have to promise me that you won’t stop caring.[to Aang]
I hope whatever you want to happen, happens without you feeling like it has to happen.
