We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.

Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

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

Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.

Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.

The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives and the dreams shall never die.

I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.

A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success.

A strong mind always hopes, and has always cause to hope.