HOPE
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.