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

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

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Hope lies in dreams, in imagination, and in the courage of those who dare to make dreams into reality.

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

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.

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

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

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

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