To be hopeful, to embrace one possibility after another that is surely the basic instinct - crying out: High tide! Time to move out into the glorious debris. Time to take this life for what it is!
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There is a powerful need for people to feel that gust of hope rise up again.
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.
Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
Waiting and hoping are the whole of life, and as soon as a dream is realized it is destroyed.
To act wisely when the time for action comes, to wait patiently when it is time for repose, put man in accord with the tides. Ignorance of this law results in periods of unreasoning enthusiasm on the one hand, and depression on the other.
Time and tide wait for no man.
Hope is the struggle of the soul, breaking loose from what is perishable, and attesting her eternity.
Hope is the most exciting thing there is in life.
It seems as if life and hope must cease together.
I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.