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

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

The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future.

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

At the end of the day, we must go forward with hope and not backward by fear and division.

Change is not a destination, just as hope is not a strategy.

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

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

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.