It only takes me down a path of Fear, Worry, and Resignation.

I choose to live in Hope. The kind of hope I often think about I understand above all as a state of mind, not a state of the world. Either we have hope within us or we don't. It is a dimension of the soul; it's not essentially dependent on some particular observation of the world or estimate of the situation.

Hope is not prognostication. It is an orientation of the spirit, an orientation of the heart. It transcends the world that is immediately experienced, and is anchored somewhere beyond its horizons.

It is this hope, above all, which gives us the strength to live and continually try new things, even in conditions that seem as hopeless as ours do, here and now.