He who believes in goodness has the essence of all faith. He is a man of cheerful yesterdays and confident to-morrows.
Our yesterdays Are like a lonely and a ruined land Wherein a breeze of recollection sighs-- A fading land to which is no return.
Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
There was a man. And it happened--as such things often so happen--that this man we went back into his days that were gone. Again and again and again he went back. Even as every man, even as you and I, so this man went back into his Yesterdays.
All our yesterdays are summarized in our now, and all the tomorrows are ours to shape.
The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
It has been an ache and a joy both to look over this big shoulder of mine at all my yesterdays.
No yesterdays on the road.
Yesterdays depth is feeling very shallow, I wanna go deeper, deeper still.
Even one's yesterdays could not continue to stir and move in a man's mind unless there were a future for those yesterdays to make.
And I have no control over which yesterdays I keep and which ones get deleted. This disease will not be bargained withMy yesterdays are disappearing, and my tomorrows are uncertain, so what do I live for? I live for each day. I live in the moment. Some tomorrow soon, I'll forget that I stood before you and gave this speech. But just because I'll forget it some tomorrow doesn't mean that I didn't live every second of it today. I will forget today, but that doesn't mean that today doesn't matter.
Turning 50 gives me more yesterdays than tomorrows.
A proper autobiography is a death-bed confession. A true man finds so much work to do that he has no time to contemplate his yesterdays; for to-day and to-morrow are here, with their impatient tasks. The world is so busy, too, that it cannot afford to study any man's unfinished work; for the end may prove it a failure, and the world needs masterpieces.
Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong.
Day by day. No yesterdays and no tomorrows. The barometer never changes, the flag is always at half-mast.
The strongest thing that baseball has going for it today are its yesterdays.
Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
The future never takes care of itself; it is taken car of, shaped, molded, and colored by the present. Our todays are what our yesterdays made them; our tomorrows must inevitably be the product of our todays.
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety. Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in. Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.
