She’s in the past. The past is not my concern. The future is no longer my concern, either.
Death doesn’t let you say goodbye. It just carves holes in your life, in your future, in your heart.
The problems of your past are your business. The problems of your future are my privilege.
Future isn’t always what it seems. We decide what it gets to be.
We all know people who live too much in the past. Too much history, too much remembering, can ultimately destroy the present and the future.
This company will not wait for an uncertain future. We will make our own future!
Through the dark of futures past, the magician longs to see, one chants out between two worlds, fire walk with me!
The future’s not inevitable. It’s down to you.
The future is open. Trust in the gods. Live for each moment.
Don’t ask another guy about your future. Make your own f***ing future.
You tell me, Sassenach. You’re the one from the future.
You are so fragile, you mortals, such things of skin and air. Such things of the past. The future belongs to the strong, to the immortal races, to me and my kind.
