Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same without such opinion, despair.
Hope awakens courage. He who can implant courage in the human soul is the best physician.
For in that word, that fatal word, however we promise, hope, believe, there breathes despair.
Under the storm and the cloud today, and today the hard peril and pain – tomorrow the stone shall be rolled away, for the sunshine shall follow the rain.
We do not stray out of all worlds into the ever silent; We do not raise our hands to the void for things beyond hope.
The miserable hath no other medicine but only hope.
He that lives in hope dances without music.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blest.
I steer my bark with hope in the head, leaving fear astern.
Hopes, what are they? Beads of morning Strung on slender blades of grass; Or a spider’s web adorning In a straight and treacherous pass.