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

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.

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.

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

Confidence is that feeling by which the mind embarks in great and honorable courses with a sure hope and trust in itself.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

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

It's a good place when all you have is hope and not expectations.

There is hope in dreams, imagination, and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.