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

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.

A good teacher can inspire hope, ignite the imagination, and instill a love of learning.

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

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

The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.