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"Leave not the business of to-day to be done to-morrow; for who knoweth what may be thy condition to-morrow? The rose-garden, which to-day is full of flowers, when to-morrow thou wouldst pluck a rose, may not afford thee one." »Firdausi
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"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing." »William Shakespeare
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"The man least dependent upon the morrow goes to meet the morrow most cheerfully." »Epicurus
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"Speak what you think to-day in words as hard as cannon-balls and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day." »Ralph Waldo Emerson
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"There is a budding morrow in midnight." »John Keats
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"He that never changes his opinions, never corrects his mistakes, will never be wiser on the morrow than he is today." »Tryon Edwards
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"It is the part of a wise man to keep himself to-day for to-morrow, and not to venture all his eggs in one basket." »Miguel de Cervantes
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"Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth. And set down as gain each day that Fortune grants." »Horace
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"We have to fight them daily, like fleas, those many small worries about the morrow, for they sap our energies." »Etty Hillesum
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"Rash indeed is he who reckons on the morrow, or haply on days beyond it; for tomorrow is not, until today is past." »Sophocles, Trachiniae
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"Rash indeed is he who reckons on the morrow, or haply on days beyond it for tomorrow is not, until today is past." »Sophocles
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"Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow!
[Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.]" »Horace, Odes
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"Who never ate his bread in sorrow, Who never spent the darksome hours Weeping, and watching for the morrow,-- He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers." »Johann von Goethe
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"Ah, Hope what would life be, stripped of thy encouraging smiles, that teach us to look behind the dark clouds of to-day, for the golden beams that are to gild the morrow." »La Rochefoucauld
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"Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He, who can call to-day his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today." »John Dryden
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"Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today." »John Dryden
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"To-day is thine to spend, but not to-morrow; Counting on morrows breedeth bankrupt sorrow: O squander not this breath that Heaven hath lent thee; Make not too sure another breath to borrow." »Omar Khayyam
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"Death comes, and makes a man his prey, A man whose powers are yet unspent; Like one on gathering flowers intent, Whose thoughts are turned another way. Begin betimes to practise good, Lest fate surprise thee unawares Amid thy round of schemes and cares; To-morrow?s task to-day conclude.*" »Mahabharata
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"Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow." »William Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliet", Act 2 scene 2
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"Good night, good night parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow." »William Shakespeare
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"One of the most appalling comments on our present way of life is that half of all the beds in our hospitals are reserved for patients with nervous and mental troubles, patients who have collapsed under the crushing burden of accumulated yesterdays and fearful tomorrows. Yet a vast majority of those people would be walking the streets today, leading happy, useful lives, if they had only heeded the words of Jesus: "Have no anxiety about the morrow"; or the words of Sir William Osler; "Live in day-tight compartments." »Dale Carnegie
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"Entangled in a hundred worldly snares, Self-seeking men, by ignorance deluded, Strive by unrighteous means to pile up riches. Then, in their self-complacency, they say, ?This acquisition I have made to-day, That will I gain to-morrow, so much pelf Is hoarded up already, so much more Remains that I have yet to treasure up. This enemy I have destroyed, him also, And others in their turn, I will despatch. I am a lord; I will enjoy myself; I?m wealthy, noble, strong, successful, happy; I?m absolutely perfect; no one else In all the world can be compared to me. Now will I offer up a sacrifice, Give gifts with lavish hand, and be triumphant.? Such men, befooled by endless vain conceits, Caught in the meshes of the world?s illusion, Immersed in sensuality, descend Down to the foulest hell of unclean spirits.*" »Mahabharata
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