Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.
Hope is like peace. It is not a gift from God. It is a gift only we can give one another.
I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.