Amid the vastness of the things among which we live, the existence of nothingness holds the first place; its function extends over all things that have no existence, and its essence, as regards time, lies precisely between the past and the future, and has nothing in the present.

The value of beauty and inspiration is very much underrated, no question. But I want to be clear: I'm not trying to be anyone's savior. I'm just trying to think about the future and not be sad.

I cannot but think we have much to be thankful for, and more still to hope for in the future.

I try to spend my time on areas that I think are important for the future, and where I think I can add value.

The stupid speak of the past, the wise of the present, and fools of the future.

The veils of the future are lifted one by one, and mortals must act from day to day.