We crave for new sensations but soon become indifferent to them. The wonders of yesterday are today common occurrences.
Yesterday is not a milestone that has been passed, but a daystone on the beaten track of the years, and irremediably part of us, within us, heavy and dangerous. We are not merely more weary because of yesterday, we are other, no longer what we were before the calamity of yesterday.
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.
Every day, you come home from work you go, like, God I wish I could go back and do yesterday again because I’m better now.