But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Hope is the denial of reality.
Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.
Hope is not just... out in the sky, or accepting the facts or reality. Hope is having optimistic, positive expectations.
The point about hope is that it is something that occurs in very dark moments. It is like a flame in the darkness; it isn't like a confidence and a promise.
I think that hope is the act of continuing in the face of the truth.
I thought, if ever there were a time to write a book about hope, it's now.
Hope is the anchor of our souls. I know of no one who is not in need of hope - young or old, strong or weak, rich or poor.
It is only hope which is real, and reality is a bitterness and a deceit.
Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man.
And as far as false hope, there is no such thing. There is only hope or the absence of hope-nothing else.