Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

All human wisdom is summed up in two words wait and hope.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

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

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

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

All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.

A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success.

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