Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
With mortal crisis doth portend, My days to appropinque an end.
. . . So often do the spirits Of great events stride on before the events, And in to-day already walks to-morrow.
Cease to inquire what the future has in store, and to take as a gift whatever the day brings forth. [Lat., Quid sit futurum cras, fuge quaerere: et Quem Fors dierum cunque dabit, lucro Appone.]
Your day will come is another way of saying you get yours.
The future belongs to those who prepare for it today.
The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time.
The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today. Let us move forward with strong and active faith.
Prudent people are very happy; 'tis an exceeding fine thing, that's certain, but I was born without it, and shall retain to my day of Death the Humour of saying what I think. - The Complete Letters of Lady Mary Wortly Montagu.
Every day is a gift- even if it sucks.
I never expected to see the day when girls would get sunburned in the places they do now.
Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.
Not only is there no God, but try finding a plumber on Sunday.
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
It is perfectly monstrous the way people go about nowadayssaying things against one, behind one's back, that are absolutely and entirely true.
Yesterday the greatest question was decided which was ever debated in America; and a greater perhaps never was, nor will be, decided among men. A resolution was passed without one dissenting colony, that those United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent States.
If you want to understand your government, don't begin by reading the Constitution. (It conveys precious little of the flavor of today's statecraft.) Instead, read selected portions of the Washington telephone directory containing listings for all the organizations with titles beginning with the word National.
LightWinged Smoke Lightwinged Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight, Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets as thy nest; Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts; By night star-veiling, and by day Darkening the light and blotting out the sun; Go thou my incense upward from this hearth, And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame. -Henry David Thoreau-.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.
And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Bethpeor: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.
Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were; First in the race that led to glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away--Is this the whole?
It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it falls and die that night-- It was the plant and flower of Light.
Alas! worse every day! this colony grows backward like the tail of a calf. [Lat., Heu quotidie pejus! haec colonia retroversus crescit tanquam coda vituli.]
The first day, a guest; the second, a burden; the third, a pest.
No one can be so welcome a guest that he will not annoy his host after three days.