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

A strong mind always hopes, and has always cause to hope.

The present is the ever moving shadow that divides yesterday from tomorrow. In that lies hope.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

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

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.

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

What you hope for, like Unforgiven did a lot to give you a chance to do it again sometime.

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