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.

You can destroy your now by worrying about tomorrow.

There will be today, there will be tomorrow, there will be always, and there was yesterday, and there was the day before.

Tomorrow never happens. It's all the same fucking day, man.

Time passes unhindered. When we make mistakes, we cannot turn the clock back and try again. All we can do is use the present well.

The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.