The future is like heaven. Everyone exalts it, but no one wants to go there now.

The future is like heaven. Everyone exalts it, but no one wants to go there now.

With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.

With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.

I never think of the future - it comes soon enough.

I never think of the future - it comes soon enough.

Cutting up fowl to predict the future is, if done honestly and with as little interpretation as possible, a kind read more

Cutting up fowl to predict the future is, if done honestly and with as little interpretation as possible, a kind of randomization. But chicken guts are hard to read and invite flights of fancy or corruption.

You'll see that, since our fate is ruled by chance,
Each man, unknowing, great,
Should frame life read more

You'll see that, since our fate is ruled by chance,
Each man, unknowing, great,
Should frame life so that at some future hour
Fact and his dreamings meet.

That what will come, and must come, shall come well.

That what will come, and must come, shall come well.

. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And read more

. . . So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And in to-day already walks to-morrow.

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth read more

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.

The future? Like unwritten books and unborn children, you don't talk about it.

The future? Like unwritten books and unborn children, you don't talk about it.