This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

All human wisdom is summed up in two words wait and hope.

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

Confidence is that feeling by which the mind embarks in great and honorable courses with a sure hope and trust in itself.

Courage is like love it must have hope for nourishment.

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

There's hope for everyone. That's what makes the world go round.