God grant me the courage not to give up what I think is right even though I think it is hopeless.

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

Hope is the dream of a waking man.

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

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

There is nothing so well known as that we should not expect something for nothing - but we all do and call it Hope.

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

I am prepared for the worst, but hope for the best.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

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