“Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.”

The monster London laugh at me.

Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay

Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.

Life is an incurable disease.

But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.

:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.

The present is all the ready money Fate can give.

A mighty pain to love it is, And ’tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.

Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.

The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame

Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.

Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire

Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne’er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov’d and loving me.

Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.

The present is an eternal now.

Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.

The fading blue of yesterdays sky is reminding me of the hopeless love I told the moon about you.

It’s fun to be hopelessly in love. It’s dangerous, but it’s fun.

Nothing is hopeless that is right.

I am not handsome or sexy. Of course, it’s not like I am hopeless.

A hopeless man sees difficulties in every chance, but a hopeful person sees chances in every difficulty.

I think I’ll always be a hopeless romantic.

We cannot rely on a hopelessly inefficient and burdensome government to fix what we ourselves refuse to do.

The more one thinks, the more one feels the hopeless immensity of man’s ignorance.