The present is the ever moving shadow that divides yesterday from tomorrow. In that lies hope.

We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.

I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.

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

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

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

Courage is like love it must have hope for nourishment.

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.