Hope is the feeling we have that the feeling we have is not permanent.

There is nothing so well known as that we should not expect something for nothing - but we all do and call it Hope.

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

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

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

We have always held to the hope, the belief, the conviction that there is a better life, a better world, beyond the horizon.

I am prepared for the worst, but hope for the best.

I only hope that we don't lose sight of one thing - that it was all started by a mouse.

I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.

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