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Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.
Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.
A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness.
[Lat., Prudens futuri temporis exitum
Caliginosa nocte premit read more
A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness.
[Lat., Prudens futuri temporis exitum
Caliginosa nocte premit deus.]
Hold fast to the Bible. To the influence of this Book we are indebted for all the progress made in read more
Hold fast to the Bible. To the influence of this Book we are indebted for all the progress made in true civilization and to this we must look as our guide in the future.
It is difficult to live in the present, ridiculous to live in the future, and impossible to live in the read more
It is difficult to live in the present, ridiculous to live in the future, and impossible to live in the past. Nothing is as far away as one minute ago.
Look not mournfully into the Past; it comes not back again.
Wisely improve the Present; it is thine.
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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.
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.
My interest is in the future because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.
My interest is in the future because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.
Your day will come is another way of saying you get yours.
Your day will come is another way of saying you get yours.
There shall be no more snow
No weary noontide heat,
So we lift our trusting eyes
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There shall be no more snow
No weary noontide heat,
So we lift our trusting eyes
From the hills our Fathers trod:
To the quiet of the skies:
To the Sabbath of our God.
