Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.
Hope, he says, cherishes the soul of him who lives in justice and holiness, and is the nurse of his age and the companion of his journey; — hope which is mightiest to sway the restless soul of man.
In the second place, could we not conceive of a philosophy of existence linked, not solely to experiences of separation, forlornness, and profound melancholy, but also to feelings of hope and confidence?
He who has lost all hope has also lost all fear.
To think, to think, even with a split second left – to think was the only hope.
If there was hope, it must lie in the proles, because only there, in those swarming disregarded masses, 85 percent of the population of Oceania, could the force to destroy the Party ever be generated.
We accept the present as something that is only temporary, and regard it only as a means to accomplish our aim. Thus, most people will find, if they look back when their life is at an end, that they have lived their lifelong ad interim, and they will be surprised to find that something they allowed to pass by unnoticed and unenjoyed was just their life — that is to say, it was the very thing in the expectation of which they lived. And so it may be said of man in general that, befooled by hope, he dances into the arms of death.
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.
The whole interest of my reason, whether speculative or practical, is concentrated in the three following questions: What can I know? What should I do? What may I hope?
How then is perfection to be sought? Wherein lies our hope? In education, and in nothing else.