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

We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.

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

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

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

I only hope that we don't lose sight of one thing - that it was all started by a mouse.

Faith has to do with things that are not seen and hope with things that are not at hand.

What is true of the individual will be tomorrow true of the whole nation if individuals will but refuse to lose heart and hope.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.