HOPE, ABLE TO ENJOY SOME SUNSHINE AGAIN
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives and the dreams shall never die.
Hope is like peace. It is not a gift from God. It is a gift only we can give one another.