33 - Life glides on the joyous wings of Hope Life glides on the joyous wings of Hope Thou hast ingrained hope in the human breast, Ahura Mazda. Life is livable as long as there is a flicker of hope. Man hopes as long as he breathes. Hope lives with life and dies with death.
Man always hopes.
If reality of life fails to give him hope, desperately does he cling to anything, even illusion, if happy illusion lends him hope, for life without hope is a living death. Hope is fruitful and creative. Hope is an asset upon which we can draw. It is our potential health and wealth and happiness and everything which we have not but hope to have. Hope is something in hand, it is possession in the making.