A Little Voice

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 “We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming – well, that’s like saying you can never change your fate.” 

Amy Tan

“Hope” is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops – at all

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm

I’ve heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me

Emily Dickinson

‘Hope is the companion of power, and mother of success; for who so hopes strongly has within him the gift of miracles.’
Samuel Smiles

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