Echoes

He plants trees whose shade another age will enjoy.

Beware of little expenses. A small leak will sink a great ship.

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.

Thou oughtest in every deed and thought so to order thyself, as if thou wert to die this day.

You are today where your thoughts have brought you; you will be tomorrow where your thoughts take you.

The present moment contains past and future. The secret of transformation, is in the way we handle this very moment.

It is indeed foolish to be unhappy now because you may be unhappy at some future time.

It is not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a great deal of it.

The whole future lies in uncertainty: live immediately.

That which comes after ever conforms to that which has gone before.

I am endeavouring to live every day as if it were a complete life.

We can only see a short distance ahead, but we can see plenty there that needs to be done.

Even as we speak, envious time is running away from us. Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in tomorrow.

The best preparation for tomorrow is to do today's work superbly well.

True happiness is to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future.

Lost Time is never found again.

Never leave that till tomorrow which you can do today.

Progress lies not in enhancing what is, but in advancing toward what will be.

Eaten bread is soon forgotten. Dangers which are warded off by effective precautions and foresight are never even remembered.

Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.

Happy is the man who hath the hour of his death always before his eyes, and daily prepareth himself to die.

Read the best books first, or you may not have a chance to read them at all.

We face the future with our past and our present as guarantors of our promises; and we are content to stand or to fall by the record which we have made and are making.

To-morrow's action! Can that hoary wisdom, Borne down with years, still doat upon tomorrow! That fatal mistress of the young, the lazy, The coward, and the fool, condemn'd to lose A useless life in waiting for to-morrow, To gaze with longing eyes upon to-morrow, Till interposing death destroys the prospect Strange! that this general fraud from day to day Should fill the world with wretches undetected. The soldier, labouring through a winter's march, Still sees to-morrow drest in robes of triumph; Still to the lover's long-expecting arms To-morrow brings the visionary bride. But thou, too old to hear another cheat, Learn, that the present hour alone is man's.

Not to live as if you had endless years ahead of you. Death overshadows you. While you're alive and able—be good.