Belief, Confidence, Faith, Optimism
Hopes are but the dreams of those who are awake.
Man is made by his belief. As he believes, so he is.
Hope and fear are inseparable.
You do not believe, you only believe that you believe.
Man is, properly speaking, based upon hope, he has no other possession but hope; this world of his is emphatically the place of hope.
Faith begins where Reason sinks exhausted.
The only faith that wears well and holds its colour in all weathers is that which is woven of conviction.
Hope is the only good which is common to all men; those who have nothing more possess hope still.
On a long journey of human life, faith is the best of companions; it is the best refreshment on the journey; and it is the greatest property.
Hope and patience are two sovereign remedies for all, the surest reposals, the softest cushions to lean on in adversity.
He who has health, has hope; and he who has hope, has everything.
Confidence is nowhere safe.
In the Affairs of the World Men are saved, not by Faith but by the Want of it.
In all things it is better to hope than to despair.
He that lives in hope dances without music.
Hope, like the gleaming taper’s light,
Adorns and cheers our way;
And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a brighter ray.
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone.