Quotes About Future

She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead. But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.

The past was nothing to her; offered no lesson which she was willing to heed. The future was a mystery which she never attempted to penetrate. The present alone was significant; was hers, to torture her as it was doing then with the biting conviction that she had lost that which she had held, that she had been denied that which her impassioned, newly awakened being demanded.

Her fancy was running riot along those days ahead of her. Spring days, and summer days, and all sorts of days that would be her own. She breathed a quick prayer that life might be long. It was only yesterday she had thought with a shudder that life might be long.

So many miracles have not yet happened.

I don't know, Louisiana. I can't see into the future. I do think that, more often than not, love has a way of finding us.

I ain't the Princess Pea But someday I will be, The Pea, ha-hee. Someday, I will be.

You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.

The history of the world begins with a seed. The seed is the kernel of what you are, but it is also the promise of what you can become.

Never begrudge the seed you sow in good soil, for it is the harvest that comes from that sowing that will determine whether you live or die next spring. Think not only for this day, but for the one that is to come.

And there's always a better time than right now and there always will be. But right now is what we've got.

My self and my other selves, both past and yet to come, were equally present.

Never make financial decisions based on what you assume you'll be earning in the future.

I see a land bright and clear And the time's coming near When we'll live in this land You and me, hand in hand.

He didn't want to die. He had hardly begun to live.

Disconnecting from change does not recapture the past. It loses the future.

Now? The future and I are just about even, our quarrel all but resolved. I welcome its coming, and I resolve to be attentive to the details of its arrival. I plan to meet it at the station in my best white dress, violet corsage in hand. Waving

No one survives the future, of course. Over the years I have rushed it, run from it, tried to shunt myself from its track. That these efforts did not succeed does not mean that I regret them.

No one survives the future, of course. Over the years I have rushed it, run from it, tried to shunt myself from it's track. That these efforts did not succeed does not mean that I regret them.

That I was a success is not apparent now; that I would be a success was not apparent then.

But also it is not only expedient, there is something more, a feeling that we of Germany have found our destiny and that the future sweeps toward us in an overwhelming wave. We too must move. We must go with it. Even now there are being wrongs done. The storm troopers are having their moment of victory, and there are bloody heads

It is my view that such tellers of the future and seers kill hope, and without hope it is nearly impossible to live.

When the word ends, there'll be no more air. That's why it's important to pollute the air now.

The years from here on in will be what I make of them.

Instead, she got one of the books off her dresser and sat in the eading chair, stretching out her legs and gently resting her feet on he bed. She sat there gazing at Luke's sleeping face for a long ime, then stirred and opened her book. Softly, she murmured, You aren't in my future, Luke. Unless I put you there.