The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future.

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

The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives and the dreams shall never die.

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

What is true of the individual will be tomorrow true of the whole nation if individuals will but refuse to lose heart and hope.

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

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

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

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

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.