Tomorrow

Would you realize what Revolution is, call it Progress; and would you realize what Progress is, call it Tomorrow.

— Tomorrow

No soul is aware of what it will achieve tomorrow and no soul knows in which land it will die.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,The way to dusty death.

— Tomorrow

In human hearts what bolder thoughts can rise,Where is to-morrow?

— Tomorrow

Dreaming of a to-morrow, which to-morrowWill be as distant then as 'tis to-day.

— Tomorrow

How oft my guardian angel gently cried, "To-morrow."

— Tomorrow

Never do but one thing at a time, and never put off till to-morrow what you can do today.

— Tomorrow

A shining isle in a stormy sea, Serene and lovely To-morrow lies.

— Tomorrow

In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining, Look forward with hope for to-morrow.

— Tomorrow

Defer not till to-morrow to be wise,As favours unexpected doubly please.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow, didst thou say?That gulls the easy creditor!

— Tomorrow

Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.

— Tomorrow

One today is worth two tomorrows.

— Tomorrow

Never leave that till to-morrow which you can do to-day.

— Tomorrow

Oh! to be wafted away Makes the earth of a dusty to-morrow.

— Tomorrow

Leuconoë, close the book of fate,Live today, tomorrow is not.

— Tomorrow

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

— Tomorrow

Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks,Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest, God hath already said what shall betide."

— Tomorrow

There's a fount about to stream, Clear the way.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow never yetOn any human being rose or set.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow you will live, you always cry;To-day itself's too late;—the wise lived yesterday.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow the dreams and flowers will fade.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow is, ah, whose?

— Tomorrow

This day was yesterday to-morrow nam'd:What shall to-morrow then be call'd? To-day.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow, what delight is in to-morrow!Where childhood waits with weary expectation.

— Tomorrow

Where art thou, beloved To-morrow?We find the thing we fled—To-day!

— Tomorrow

To-morrow yet would reap to-day,Raw Haste, half-sister to Delay.

— Tomorrow

A Man he seems of cheerful yesterdaysAnd confident to-morrows.

— Tomorrow

To-morrow is a satire on to-day,And shows its weakness.

— Tomorrow

Some say "to-morrow" never comes, "To-morrow" proves "To-day."

— Tomorrow