Hope is a walk through a flowering meadow. One does not require that it lead anywhere.
Either way, things are a lot better - either a lot better than they were or a lot better than they're going to be.
If you knew that hope and despair were paths to the same destination, which would you choose?
God sends the dawn that we might see the might-have-beens that still might be.
Nature decrees that we do not exceed the speed of light. All other impossibilities are optional.
Though you lose all hope, there is still hope, and it loves to surprise.
It is the first purpose of hope to make hopelessness bearable.
