Quotes About Future

as to the better centuries that are coming, the artist was surely right. His error lay, in supposing that his age, more than any past or future one, is destined to see the tattered garments of Antiquity exchanged for a new suit, instead of gradually renewing themselves by patchwork…

These names of gentleman and lady had a meaning, in the past history of the world, and conferred privileges, desirable, or otherwise, on those entitled to bear them. In the present—and still more in the future condition of society—they imply, not privilege, but restriction.

The momentary circumstance was too strong for him; he failed to look beyond the shadow scope of time, and, living once for all eternity, to find the perfect future in the present.

la actuación de la generación pasada es el germen que puede y debe dar un fruto bueno o malo en un tiempo muy distante; que, junto con la semilla de la cosecha meramente temporal -coveniencia, según los mortales-, se siembran de forma inevitable las simientes de una cosecha más perdurable, que puede ensombrecer su posteridad.

Let us not look back, the past is gone! Wherefore should we linger upon it now?

The future is never more important than to a people on the verge of a cataclysm.

the greatest danger to America's future came from self-serving opportunism masquerading as patriotism.

Like it or not, the factories of New Haven, Hartford, Boston, Beverly, and Haverhill were the country's future, and Washington was all for it. —

Izanami - over the long years that she had handed out death - had become a true goddess, and not just that: the quintessential destroyer […] she was the goddess who invited our desire and also our defilement; she bore the weight of the past and lived on into the future for ever. The realisation filled me with overwhelming awe.

The Norsk Hydro director general offered to give France the heavy water on loan, with no price attached, and told Allier that Norsk Hydro would provide France with first claim on what was produced in the future.

I used to be afraid of dying. Now I'm afraid of not living. There's a difference. We go through life planning for a future, but sometimes that future never comes.

I wonder what life will be like a millennium from now, when the average age will be nearer to one thousand. Will we all be renaissance children, skilled at every art and science, because we've had time to master them? Or will boredom and slavish routine plague us even more than it does today, giving us less of a reason to live limitless lives? I dream of the former, but I suspect the latter.

All resonates. The past, the present, and the future. The tales we hear as children—the stories we then pass on—have happened, are happening, or will happen soon enough. If not, then the stories would not exist. They resonate in our hearts because they are true. Even the ones that begin as lies.

The accountant lingers at his children's doorway a moment more, listening to the easy rhythm of their breathing, and something cold moves through him, like the passage of a ghost - but he know that's not it. It's more like the portent of a future. A future that must never come to pass... ...and for the first time, he gives rise to a thought that is silently echoed in millions of homes that night. My God... what have we done?

The nation was tearing itself apart over pro-life and pro-choice but completely ignored the problems of the kids who were already here. I mean, no schools, no work, no clue if they'd even have a future. They just went nuts!

Today he failed to change the world. As for tomorrow, who can tell?

Ooh, I like this one! Connor says. 'Diminished prospects for future.' Sounds like a stock report!

Ah! Seurat! Prophetic pointillism a century before the pixel!

Ezra the artist, who Possuelo saw fit to set free, took to painting a mural to fill one of the larger caverns. It tickled him that this could become a pilgrimage destination for future Tonists, if indeed there would be any future Tonists, and that his cave paintings might be endlessly analyzed by scholars of tomorrow. He introduced some odd elements just to confuse them. A dancing bear, a five-eyed boy, and an eleven-hour clock missing the number 4.

When you know the future...you can either let that future happen to you, or be the one to create it.

The Thunderhead gave us a perfect world. The utopia that our ancestors could only dream of is our reality.

He should have just gone on with his unremarkable life — because then, maybe, just maybe, he might have had the chance to do something remarkable with it in time.

All her hopes of a future have been torn away from her again-- and having those hopes, even briefly, makes this far more painful than not having had them at all.

It was hard to have feelings about something she was years away from even considering.