live, learn, hope, tomorrow, yesturday
Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
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, THE PAST IS A SOURCE OF KNOWLEDGE
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
disappointment, never lose infinite hope