We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.

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

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

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

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

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.

One must always hope when one is desperate, and doubt when one hopes.

We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.

There is hope in dreams, imagination, and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.