In all probability the Human Genome Project will, someday, find that I carry some recessive gene for optimism, because despite all my best efforts I still can't scrape together even a couple days of hopelessness. Future scientists will call it the Pollyanna Syndrome, and if forced to guess, I'd say that mine has been a way-long case history of chasing rainbows.
God puts rainbows in the clouds so that each of us - in the dreariest and most dreaded moments - can see a possibility of hope.
He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.
I'm always chasing rainbows, Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain.
I wonder why no one ever told me that the rainbow and the treasure were both within me.
Kids are always chasing rainbows, but baseball is a world where you can catch them.
There is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow