George Bernanos (+1948):
A man who, on an evening of disaster when he has been trampled by cowards and is despairing of everything, shoots his last cartridge while weeping with fury: such a man, without knowing it, dies in the midst of an outpouring of hope. Hope is too sweet a food for the ambitious. It could risk softening their heart. It is the poor who alone perform a work of hope in and for our world. The meek shall inherit the earth simply because only they will not have lost the habit of hoping in a world full of people in despair.