“Tell me what’s the differencebetween hope and waitingbecause my heart doesn’t knowIt constantly cuts itself on the glass of waitingIt constantly gets lost in the fog of hope”
“My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone.”
“Discipline and constant work are the whetstones upon which the dull knife of talent is honed until it becomes sharp enough, hopefully, to cut through even the toughest meat and gristle.”
“The end of surprise would be the end of science. To this extent, the scientist must constantly seek and hope for surprise.”
“My heart is in a constant state of thanksgiving.”
“Without a constant livelihood, there will be no constant heart.”