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

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

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow.

Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.

At the end of the day, we must go forward with hope and not backward by fear and division.

Nothing you write, if you hope to be good, will ever come out as you first hoped.

The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future.

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