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

No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.

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

Faith has to do with things that are not seen and hope with things that are not at hand.

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

Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another - too often ending in the loss of both.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

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

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

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