Faith is the very first thing you should pack in a hope chest.

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

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

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

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

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

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

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

I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.