Tell me what’s the difference
between hope and waiting.
Because my heart doesn’t know.
It constantly cuts itself on the glass of waiting;
It constantly gets lost in the fog of hope.
— Anna Kamienska, from A Nest Of Quiet
"and there was this feeling there—this overwhelming feeling of anticipated joy and unfettered possibility—that is still palpable in my consciousness. the feeling of good things—unknown and unmentionable yet vaguely familiar—to come. life, in all its glory, sprawled out in front of me in a moment." - shelley mcconkie
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