Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

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

The present is the ever moving shadow that divides yesterday from tomorrow. In that lies hope.

We have to always hope in humanity that people will make the right choices.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

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

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.

I hope to stand firm enough to not go backward, and yet not go forward fast enough to wreck the country's cause.

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

The greatest joys are found not only in what we do and feel, but also in what we hope for.