I always entertain great hopes.

Hope is not found in a way out but a way through.

I only hope that when I am free, as they are free to go in quest, of the knowledge beyond the bounds of life, it may not seem better to me to rest.

Anarchy is the only slight glimmer of hope.

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.

I leave no trace of wings in the air, but I am glad I have had my flight.