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

I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.

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

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

A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success.

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

There are hurdles, there are handicaps, hardships you have to face in life, but you hope for a great future.

Hope is the last thing a person does before they are defeated.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

The world is bad but not without hope. It is only hopeless when you look at it from an ideal viewpoint.