There are times when even the most potent governor must wink at transgression, in order to preserve the laws inviolate for the future.
The past is gone—the future is not come. And we are here together, you and I.
The past is a ghost, the future a dream, and all we ever have is now.
The past and the present are within the field of my inquiry, but what a man may do in the future is a hard question to answer.
The habit of looking to the future and thinking that the whole meaning of the present lies in what it will bring forth is a pernicious one. There can be no value in the whole unless there is value in the parts.
The future was clay, to be molded day by day, but the past was bedrock, immutable.
The future was a pitch-black tunnel, ending in a locked door.[L’avenir était un corridor tout noir, et qui avait au fond sa porte bien fermée.]
The future is the worst thing about the present.[L’avenir est ce qu’il y a de pire dans le présent.]
The future is no more uncertain than the present.
The future is called ‘perhaps’, which is the only possible thing to call the future. And the important thing is not to allow that to scare you.
The future is a concept – it doesn’t exist! There is no such thing as tomorrow! There never will be because time is always now.
The future enters us in this way in order to be transformed in us, long before it happens.[Die Zukunft in solcher Weise in uns eintritt, um sich in uns zu verwandeln, lange bevor sie geschieht.]
