Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have read more

Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have always wished for has finally come to be. You will look back and laugh at what has passed and you will ask yourself... 'How did I get through all of that?

If it were not for hopes, the heart would break. He who has health has hope; and he who has read more

If it were not for hopes, the heart would break. He who has health has hope; and he who has hope has everything. -Thomas Fuller.

What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise

What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise

You don't seem to realize that a poor person who is unhappy is in a better position than a rich read more

You don't seem to realize that a poor person who is unhappy is in a better position than a rich person who is unhappy. Because the poor person has hope. He thinks money would help.

A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.

A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.

Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will read more

Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear a hardship today.

Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings, hope, too, can be given to one only read more

Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings, hope, too, can be given to one only by other human beings. -Elie Weisel.

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.
[It., Lasciate ogni speranza ch'entrate.]

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.
[It., Lasciate ogni speranza ch'entrate.]

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse read more

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse while they flow,
That can no comfort bring,
That can, that can no comfort bring,
With those exciting scenes will blend,
O'er pleasure's pathway thrown;
But mem'ry is the only friend
That grief can call its own.