I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.

Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another - too often ending in the loss of both.

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

No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.

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

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.

All human wisdom is summed up in two words wait and hope.

There is hope in dreams, imagination, and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.

We have to always hope in humanity that people will make the right choices.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.