Without memories, without hope, they lived for the moment only. indeed, the here and now had come to mean everything to them.… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
Hope is lived when it comes alive, when we go outside of ourselves and, in joy and pain take part in the… — Jürgen Moltmann Copy Share Image
Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
