"The irrevocable Hand That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and shut The portals of our earthly destinies; We walk through blindfold, and the noiseless doors Close after us, forever."

"Every man meets his Waterloo at last."

"Ich fühl 's das ich der Mann des Schicksals bin."

"Truly some men there be That live always in great horrour, And say it goeth by destiny To hang or wed: both hath one hour; And whether it be, I am well sure, Hanging is better of the twain; Sooner done, and shorter pain."

"The seed ye sow, another reaps; The wealth ye find, another keeps; The robes ye weave, another wears; The arms ye forge, another bears."

"Thou cam'st not to thy place by accident, It is the very place God meant for thee; And should'st thou there small room for action see, Do not for this give room for discontent."

"Tes destins sont d'un homme, et tes vœux sont d'un dieu."

"Pluck one thread, and the web ye mar; Break but one Of a thousand keys, and the paining jar Through all will run."

"One country, one constitution, one destiny."

"To be a Prodigal's favourite,—then worse truth, A Miser's Pensioner,—behold our lot!"

"What we are today represents an adjustment achieved over the millions and hundreds of millions of years."

"Alvin Toffler: Tomorrow's illiterate will not be the man who can't read; he will be the man who has not learned how to learn."

"Oogway: Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the "present"."

"Some say "to-morrow" never comes, A saying oft thought right; But if to-morrow never came, No end were of "to-night." The fact is this, time flies so fast, That e'er we've time to say "To-morrow's come," presto! behold! "To-morrow" proves "To-day.""

"To-morrow is a satire on to-day, And shows its weakness."

"A Man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident to-morrows."

"Morgen, Morgen, nur nicht heute; Sprechen immer träge Leute."

"To-morrow yet would reap to-day, As we bear blossoms of the dead; Earn well the thrifty months, nor wed Raw Haste, half-sister to Delay."

"Where art thou, beloved To-morrow? When young and old, and strong and weak, Rich and poor; through joy and sorrow, Thy sweet smiles we ever seek,— In thy place—ah! well-a-day! We find the thing we fled—To-day!"

"Nemo tamen divos habuit faventeis Crastinum ut possit sibi polliceri."

"To-morrow, what delight is in to-morrow! What laughter and what music, breathing joy, Float from the woods and pastures, wavering down, Dropping like echoes through the long to-day, Where childhood waits with weary expectation."

"Cum altera lux venit Jam cras hesternum consumpsimus; ecce aliud cras Egerit hos annos, et semper paulum erit ultra."

"This day was yesterday to-morrow nam'd: To-morrow shall be yesterday proclaimed: To-morrow not yet come, not far away, What shall to-morrow then be call'd? To-day."

"To-morrow is, ah, whose?"

"To-morrow the dreams and flowers will fade."

"To-morrow you will live, you always cry; In what fair country does this morrow lie, That 'tis so mighty long ere it arrive? Beyond the Indies does this morrow live? 'Tis so far-fetched, this morrow, that I fear 'Twill be both very old and very dear. "To-morrow I will live," the fool does say: To-day itself's too late;—the wise lived yesterday."

"To-morrow never yet On any human being rose or set."

"There's a fount about to stream, There's a light about to beam, There's a warmth about to glow, There's a flower about to blow; There's a midnight blackness changing Into gray; Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way."

"To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest, Who cries to me: "Remember Barmecide, And tremble to be happy with the rest." And I make answer: "I am satisfied; I dare not ask; I know not what is best; God hath already said what shall betide.""

"Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks, And through the opening door that time unlocks Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep."

"There is a budding morrow in midnight."

"Leuconoë, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, * * * * Live today, tomorrow is not."

"Oh! to be wafted away From this black Aceldama of sorrow, Where the dust of an earthy to-day, Makes the earth of a dusty to-morrow."

"Never leave that till to-morrow which you can do to-day."

"One today is worth two tomorrows."

"Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest."

"To-morrow, didst thou say? Methought I heard Horatio say, To-morrow! Go to—I will not hear of it. To-morrow! 'Tis a sharper—who stakes his penury Against thy plenty—takes thy ready cash, And pays thee naught but wishes, hopes, and promises, The currency of idiots—injurious bankrupt, That gulls the easy creditor!"

"Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's Sun to thee may never rise; Or should to-morrow chance to cheer thy sight With her enlivening and unlook'd for light, How grateful will appear her dawning rays! As favours unexpected doubly please."

"In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining, May my lot no less fortunate be Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining, And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea; With an ambling pad-pony to pace o'er the lawn, While I carol away idle sorrow, And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn, Look forward with hope for to-morrow."

"A shining isle in a stormy sea, We seek it ever with smiles and sighs; To-day is sad. In the bland To-be, Serene and lovely To-morrow lies."

"Aliquod crastinus dies ad cogitandum dabit."

"Never do but one thing at a time, and never put off till to-morrow what you can do today."

"How oft my guardian angel gently cried, "Soul, from thy casement look, and thou shall see How he persists to knock and wait for thee!" And, O! how often to that voice of sorrow, "To-morrow we will open," I replied, And when the morrow came I answered still, "To-morrow.""

"Dreaming of a to-morrow, which to-morrow Will be as distant then as 'tis to-day."

"In human hearts what bolder thoughts can rise, Than man's presumption on to-morrow's dawn! Where is to-morrow?"

"Education is an important element in the struggle for human rights. It is the means to help our children and our people rediscover their identity and thereby increase their self respect. Education is our passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs only to the people who prepare for it today."

"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death."

"No soul is aware of what it will achieve tomorrow and no soul knows in which land it will die."

"We stood there and talked while Elizabeth sipped her milk daintily and she told me all about Tomorrow. The Woman had told her that Tomorrow never comes, but Elizabeth knows better. It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen . . . wonderful things. She may even have a day to do exactly as she likes in, with nobody watching her . . . though I think Elizabeth feels that is too good to happen even in Tomorrow. Or she may find out what is at the end of the harbor road . . . that wandering, twisting road like a nice red snake, that leads, so Elizabeth thinks, to the end of the world. Perhaps the Island of Happiness is there. Elizabeth feels sure there is an Island of Happiness somewhere where all the ships that never come back are anchored, and she will find it when Tomorrow comes."

"Would you realize what Revolution is, call it Progress; and would you realize what Progress is, call it Tomorrow."