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

Little folks become their little fate.

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

People will not look forward to posterity who never look backward to their ancestors.

The world is dying of machinery; that is the great disease, that is the plague that will sweep away and destroy civilization; man will have to rise against it sooner or later.

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

Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.

Every man takes the limits of his own vision for the limits of the world.

I’ve seen the future, brother; it is murder.

I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.

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

It would be madness, and inconsistency, to suppose that things which have never yet been performed can be performed without employing some hitherto untried means.

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