What you hope for, like Unforgiven did a lot to give you a chance to do it again sometime.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.