Quote: It is full time

On hope and acceptance

Though stoical, I was not quite a stoic; drops streamed fast on my hands, on my desk: I wept one sultry shower, heavy and brief.

But soon I said to myself, ‘the hope I am bemoaning suffered and made me suffer much: it did not die till it was full time: following an agony so lingering, death ought to be welcome.’

— Charlotte Brontë, Villette

And while Lucy’s hope was for a particular gentleman’s affection, some of us have…had...much simpler hopes: tolerance from fellow humans.