There is hope in dreams, imagination, and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.

The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives and the dreams shall never die.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

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

The greatest joys are found not only in what we do and feel, but also in what we hope for.

Faith is the very first thing you should pack in a hope chest.

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

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

Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another - too often ending in the loss of both.

Hope is the feeling we have that the feeling we have is not permanent.