Meaning of When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it — delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.And sometimes it is enough. Quote by Vera Nazarian.
The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.
Some people live their memorable years fighting against their basic instincts only to succumb in the end to what was actually good for them.