The pain and shame felt are unknown to those with planned vacations. They know not of the tsunami that rescinded the homes, goals, and hopes of its victims—swallowed by the sea of greed.

It's been a great adventure, everything I hoped for. But it's time to go home. I miss my family. I miss the Earth.

After all this time, he had hope, and then hope was gone, and he hates himself for giving in to hope. He, who exists only to kill the hopes of others, could not destroy the hope within himself.

“The last thing I wrote to a friend was that I hope all the things we've done will change the laws in Virginia so we can go home again. This just isn't home. I'm not sure it ever will be.”

Hope is oxygen to the soul, and God is the oxygen of hope.

It is better to have hope than to be without hope.

Where there is no hope, there is Christmas. And where there is no Christmas, there is no hope.

False hope is better than no hope at all.

He had hopes, but hope wasn't a solution.

Hope and Happiness Hope is grief's best music.