My theory has always been, that if we are to dream, the flatteries of hope are as cheap, and pleasanter, than the gloom of despair.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
Hope is a waking dream.
Hope is but the dream of those who wake.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable.
Hope lies in dreams, in imagination, and in the courage of those who dare to make dreams into reality.
Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.
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.