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

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

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

At the end of the day, we must go forward with hope and not backward by fear and division.

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

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

What is true of the individual will be tomorrow true of the whole nation if individuals will but refuse to lose heart and hope.

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

Never deprive someone of hope it might be all they have.

Hope is tomorrow's veneer over today's disappointment.