William Wordsworth Quotes

Just as man cannot live without dreams, he cannot live without hope. If dreams reflect the past, hope summons the future.

Expect the best, not the worst, and you will attain your heart's desire.

It is natural to want to have a future.

To hunger is to be alive and to hope.

An expectation is a future object, recognised as belonging to me.

A heart without dreams is like a bird without feathers.

Is there anything better than to be longing for something, when you know it is within reach?

It's just a part of our nature to hope.

Hope arouses, as nothing else can arouse, a passion for the possible.

My hopes.

It is easy, when you are young, to believe that what you desire is no less than what you deserve, to assume that if you want something badly enough, it is your God-given right to have it.

When you've been living in hope for a long time as I have, suddenly you realize that certainty is far more desirable than hope.

Do not be afraid to want a lot.

We don't get what we want, we get what we expect.

Never hope for it more than you work for it.

I had let want in, opened the door ever so slightly. But want without the belief you can get what you want is pointless. You have to hope, so I let that in too. You have to. To want things and go for them and believe, even in impossible situations...Hope was what you had when you had nothing else. Hope was the perfect shiny top on the Christmas tree, the glowing halo of every wish, the endless beacon of a lighthouse bringing tormented ships home at last.

expectation isn't the same as desire

It is only the hope of what is claimed that begets and nurishes the wish.

We are poor, indeed, when we have no half-wishes left us. The heart and the imagination close the shutters the instant they are gone.

Hope is merely another face of desire.

This has been a dream for me.

To hope for Paradise is to live in Paradise, a very different thing from actually getting there.

Hopes were wallflowers. Hopes hugged the perimeter of a dance floor in your brain, tugging at their party lace, all perfume and hems and doomed expectation. They fanned their dance cards, these guests that pressed against the walls of your heart.

Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?

I dream of vague shapes that hint of my heart's desire.