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

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

The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives and the dreams shall never die.

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

A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success.

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.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.

I only hope that we don't lose sight of one thing - that it was all started by a mouse.