Time will reveal everything. It is a babbler and speaks even when not asked.

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

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

Fate leads the willing and drags along those who hang back.

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

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.

All progress is based upon a universal, innate desire on the part of every organism to live beyond its income.

Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring.

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

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

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

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

Little folks become their little fate.