HOPE, DREAMS
I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.
I find hope in the darkest of days
There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow.
Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.