Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.

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

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

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

There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

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

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

I only hope that we don't lose sight of one thing - that it was all started by a mouse.