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

Hope is the dream of a waking man.

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

The greatest joys are found not only in what we do and feel, but also in what we hope for.

A strong mind always hopes, and has always cause to hope.

There is nothing so well known as that we should not expect something for nothing - but we all do and call it Hope.

Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another - too often ending in the loss of both.

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

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

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