The future, like everything else, is no longer quite what it used to be.

He alone who owns the youth gains the future.

Not a change for the better in our human housekeeping has ever taken place that wise and good men have not opposed it—have not prophesied that the world would wake up to find its throat cut in consequence.

Men are able to assist fortune but not to thwart her. They can weave her designs, but they cannot destroy them.

My interest is in the future, because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.

A change of fortune hurts a wise man no more than a change of the moon.

The future comes like an unwelcome guest.

We must confess that at present the rich predominate, but the future will be for the virtuous and ingenious.

Real generosity toward the future lies in giving all to the present.

God seems to have left the receiver off the hook, and time is running out.

The less a man knows about the past and the present, the more insecure must prove to be his judgment of the future.

The future...something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.

I don’t try to describe the future. I try to prevent it.