Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

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

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

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

What is true of the individual will be tomorrow true of the whole nation if individuals will but refuse to lose heart and hope.

Hope is the feeling we have that the feeling we have is not permanent.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.

There's hope for everyone. That's what makes the world go round.

Nothing you write, if you hope to be good, will ever come out as you first hoped.