Hope.

Chinese_princess_by_VikaLCIn the gloomy night flies an iridescent ghost.

It rises and opens its wings on the infinite black humanity.

The whole world invokes it and the whole world implores it.

But the ghost disappears with the dawn, to be reborn in the heart.

And every night it is born, and every day it dies!

Giacomo Puccini, Turandot

as quoted by Pope Francis,  a fan

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