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

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

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

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

Hope is the dream of a waking man.

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

All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.

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

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

Confidence is that feeling by which the mind embarks in great and honorable courses with a sure hope and trust in itself.