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

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

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 is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.

Faith has to do with things that are not seen and hope with things that are not at hand.

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.