I am prepared for the worst, but hope for the best.
Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.
Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
The present is the ever moving shadow that divides yesterday from tomorrow. In that lies hope.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.