Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another - too often ending in the loss of both.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
HOPE, FLOWERS HAVE NO TOMORROW
Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.
At the end of the day, we must go forward with hope and not backward by fear and division.