Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.

Hope is the dream of a waking man.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

Hope is the feeling we have that the feeling we have is not permanent.

The world is bad but not without hope. It is only hopeless when you look at it from an ideal viewpoint.

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.

Nothing you write, if you hope to be good, will ever come out as you first hoped.