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

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

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

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

Hope is the last thing a person does before they are defeated.

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

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

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

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

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