Tomorrow (n.) has never been seen by the bird, however far it flew, for it is seen only in the spirit, a persistent dream that returns, the disquiet of every day.
Tomorrow (n.) is a goblin that takes every form, and he who would conquer his spirit, greater than taking a city, must first be quit of it.
Tomorrow (n.) is the grappling hook by which the huge hulk of anxiety seizes the individual's light craft, and the first link of the chain that fetters him in a gang with thousands.
Tomorrow (n.) is an impotent nothing unless you give it your strength, and if you give it all your strength you learn, terribly, how strong you are.
Tomorrow (n.) is that baleful day invented by chatter and disobedience; for one who is silent and obeys it does not exist, and then today is, and there is joy.