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

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

Hope lies in dreams, in imagination, and in the courage of those who dare to make dreams into reality.

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.

I am proud to have been capable of giving people hope again.

Nothing you write, if you hope to be good, will ever come out as you first hoped.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.