Hope

"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. 

Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone forever."

- Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

There is always a light at the end of the tunnel. It is just that sometimes you don't see it. If we let the darkness overcome us...if we stop right then and there...we will never see the light. Hope sometimes depends on us moving forward, knowing that goodness and light are just around the bend. Even when there are many bends, many twists, and great blackness. 

Hope expects that "such precious feelings" of joy and pleasure and peace are not gone for ever.