Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

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

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

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

Hope is the dream of a waking man.

Hope is tomorrow's veneer over today's disappointment.

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

What is true of the individual will be tomorrow true of the whole nation if individuals will but refuse to lose heart and hope.

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

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