"There should be a word for the microscopic spark of hope that you dare not entertain in case the mere act of acknowledging it wil cause it to vanish, like trying to look at a photon. You can only sidle up to it, looking past it, walking past it, waiting for it get big enough to face the world."
Mort by Terry Pratchett.
This is a favorite. Now is a time to revisit it.
(Source: the-artful-dodgergirl, via theshadowofwybie-deactivated201)