We have always held to the hope, the belief, the conviction that there is a better life, a better world, beyond the horizon.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
HOPE, FLOWERS HAVE NO TOMORROW
I am prepared for the worst, but hope for the best.
I am prepared for the worst, but hope for the best.