“Hope was always out ahead of fact, possibility obscured the outlines of reality.”
“This was reality, she thought, this sense of clear outlines, of purpose, of lightness, of hope.”
“Love, Hope, and Reverence are realities of a different order from the senses, but they are positive and constant facts, always active, always working out mighty changes in human life.”
“Sometimes I wore a fringe so deep it obscured the way ahead. This hardly mattered. There were always others to look where I was going.”
“Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.”
“Life is good. Even when it isn't. Because there's always HOPE beckoning you from ahead.”