A Quote by Naomi Klein

Hope has never trickled down, it has always sprung up. — © Naomi Klein
Hope has never trickled down, it has always sprung up.
Hope never trickles down. It always springs up.
The music in my family has always been there; it's been quite an obvious trait that seems to have trickled down the bloodline.
If your hope disappoints you, it is the wrong kind of hope. You see, hope in God never disappoints, precisely because it is hope *in God.* This means that hope placed in any other thing will always end up disappointing.
Growing up, politics never trickled down to the areas we come from. But people from Obama's camp, and Obama himself, reached out to me and asked for my help on the campaign. We've sat and had dinner, and we've spoken on the phone. He's a very sharp guy. Very charming. Very cool.
Do you believe this is simply trickle-down Machiavellianism in much the same way that Communism trickled down as an aberration of its original intent?
Blood trickled down his chin as he was hauled up onto his knees, the golden rope securing his arms behind him and his ankles together. Arthur looked up and saw the fizzing sparkling crown coming down. I’m Arthur Penhaligon, he thought desperately... The crown was wedged tightly upon his head- and Arthur fell silently screaming into darkness.
I think everything that I've ever played has somehow trickled down from Gene Krupa.
My friends, that's trickle-down economics, and I believe every worker in America is tired of being trickled on by George W. Bush
To me, Def Jam put my career on hold. I was used to making 13-14 songs a year, and they trickled that down to nothing.
Never give up! There's always hope because there's always help
You have to know your own truth and stick to it. And never despair. Never give up. There's always hope.
Never lose hope, be persistent and stubborn and never give up. There are many instances in history where apparent losers suddenly turn out to be winners unexpectedly, so you should never conclude all hope is lost.
I was always a storyteller. I just didn't know it. I never shared the stories I made up inside my head when I was growing up. I never wrote them down, either. But I can't remember a time when they weren't there.
Never give up. There is always hope, there is always life. You've just gotta open your heart to it. Live in love.
I dread the loss of her I've never touched love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears I gnaw my tongue with which to her I can never speak I miss a woman who was never born I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never meet Everything passes Everything perishes Everything palls my thought walks away with a killing smile leaving discordant anxiety which roars in my soul No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope
Advent increases our hope, a hope which does not disappoint. The Lord never lets us down.
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