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

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.

Hope is like peace. It is not a gift from God. It is a gift only we can give one another.

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

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

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

Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.

Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.

Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.

I hope to stand firm enough to not go backward, and yet not go forward fast enough to wreck the country's cause.