HOPE
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.
Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.
I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.
HOPE, ABLE TO ENJOY SOME SUNSHINE AGAIN
A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success.