Hope is the expectation that something outside of ourselves, something or someone external, is going to come to our rescue and we will live happily ever after.

Hope is a waking dream.

Hope is the parent of faith.

Before you give up hope, turn back and read the attacks that were made on Lincoln.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips it's turn.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

Every parent is at some time the father of the unreturned prodigal, with nothing to do but keep his house open to hope.

To the sick, while there is life there is hope.

Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.

Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.

Let hope inspire you, but let not idealism blind you. Proverb Don't look back, you can never look back.

Hope is itself a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords: but, like all other pleasures immoderately enjoyed, the excesses of hope must be expiated by pain; and expectations improperly indulged must end in disappointment.

We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.

The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.

Hope is the last thing that dies in man; and though it be exceedingly deceitful, yet it is of this good use to us, that while we are traveling through life it conducts us in an easier and more pleasant way to our journey's end.

In our sad condition our only consolation is the expectancy of another life. Here below all is incomprehensible.

Hope is a bad thing. It means that you are not what you want to be. It means that part of you is dead, if not all of you. It means that you entertain illusions. It's a sort of spiritual clap, I should say.

The safest hope is in heaven.

Hope is nature's veil for hiding truth's nakedness.

He who does not hope to win has already lost.

I've found that the chief difficulty for most people was to realize that they had really heard new things: that is things that they had never heard before. They kept translating what they heard into their habitual language. They had ceased to hope and believe there might be anything new.

My hopes are not always realized, but I always hope.

Hope, the patent medicine for disease, disaster, sin.

He who has never hoped can never despair.

Cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.

Hope is the companion of power, and mother of success; for who so hopes strongly has within him the gift of miracles.

Hope is the poor man's bread.

Our hopes are but memories reversed.

The secret of the true love of work is the hope of success in that work. It is not for the money reward, for the time spent, or for the skill exercised, but for the successful result in the accomplishment of the work itself.