The woman beside him was everything a man could ever hope for.

Both men hope to be able to work the land until October.

But the man in black was hoping he would not have to fire a shot this night.

Each man, he said, may now hope for a political boost from the other.

The other man looked at him as if hoping for understanding.

One man, a woman and a wounded girl could never hope to stand off an army.

Even so, the old man would never have hoped for it.

He knew men were dying and could only hope that they weren't his.

A thoroughly nice man, and I hope everything is ok in his private life.

"A single man cannot hope to change the ways of an entire galaxy."