While we breathe, we will hope.

I live in hope.

Arise, why look behind, When Hope is all before?

Hope is delicate suffering.

Death is the greatest evil, because it cuts off hope.

It is natural to man to indulge in the illusion of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms us into beasts.

Very seldom will a person give up on himself. He continues to have hope because he knows he has the potential for change ... Yet people are very quick to give up on friends, and especially on their spouses, to declare them hopeless, and to either walk away or do nothing more than resign themselves to a bad situation.

If one truly has lost hope, one would not be on hand to say so.

There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something better tomorrow.

If it were not for hopes, the heart would break.