Who against hope believed in hope.

The Middle East is hopeful. There's hope there.

Just as we have been given hope, we carry that hope; and for as long as we carry that hope, we learn to spread hope; and as we spread hope, lives are inevitably changed, and saved. What beautiful meaning hope gives to life!

Instantaneous and mass communication is the mother of mass naivety. Should we then lose hope? Is there any hope? But to lose hope is as dangerous as to nurture false hope. Where then can we find hope that is responsible?

What I would do, to myself or anyone else, for the chance to go back home? But no one is there. No one I care about. They're gone, protected, far away. Home is no longer the place we're from. Home is safe with them. I hope.

“There will be seven troops with boys ages six to 18 and adults helping as well. We hope to be able to get bags to most of the homes in the city limits.”

Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

“I figured we'd take on all challengers. I was hoping it would come down to (the St. Bonaventure) game, and it measured up to all of the hype.”

“Basically I was hoping there was going to be some slamming and banging and some guys getting knocked down and I was just waiting for holes to open up.”

If family violence teaches children that might makes right at home, how will we hope to cure the futile impulse to solve worldly conflicts with force?