In the end, today is forever, yesterday is still today, and tomorrow is already today.
Yesterday is but a dream,
Tomorrow is only a vision.
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
A literature that is alive does not live by yesterday's clock, nor by today's but by tomorrow's.
Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love
I am in yesterday, today. And tomorrow? In tomorrow I was.
You live your life today,
Not tomorrow,
and certainly not yesterday.
Today is the tomorrow you were promised yesterday.
The present is the ever moving shadow that divides yesterday from tomorrow. In that lies hope.
Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday.
Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don't rent them out to tomorrow.