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

We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.

Hope is tomorrow's veneer over today's disappointment.

Never deprive someone of hope it might be all they have.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

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

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

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

At the end of the day, we must go forward with hope and not backward by fear and division.

No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.