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

We have always held to the hope, the belief, the conviction that there is a better life, a better world, beyond the horizon.

Hope is the feeling we have that the feeling we have is not permanent.

God grant me the courage not to give up what I think is right even though I think it is hopeless.

We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

Change is not a destination, just as hope is not a strategy.

Hope is the dream of a waking man.

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

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.