To communicate the truths of history is an act of hope for the future.

All human wisdom is summed up in two words wait and hope.

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

The world is bad but not without hope. It is only hopeless when you look at it from an ideal viewpoint.

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

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

Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.

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

Hope is the last thing a person does before they are defeated.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.