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

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

We have to always hope in humanity that people will make the right choices.

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

Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.

There are hurdles, there are handicaps, hardships you have to face in life, but you hope for a great future.

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

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

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