Life without idealism is empty indeed. We just hope or starve to death.
None who have always been free can understand the terrible fascinating power of the hope of freedom to those who are not free.
To eat bread without hope is still slowly to starve to death.
There is an alchemy in sorrow. It can be transmuted into wisdom, which, if it does not bring joy, can yet bring happiness.
When hope is taken away from a people, moral degeneration follows swiftly thereafter.
We must have hope or starve to death.