A Quote by Mary Ellen Chase

Even one's yesterdays could not continue to stir and move in a man's mind unless there were a future for those yesterdays to make. — © Mary Ellen Chase
Even one's yesterdays could not continue to stir and move in a man's mind unless there were a future for those yesterdays to make.
All our yesterdays, it is true, have only lighted fools the way to dusty death. But we need at least the dates of the yesterdays and the list of the fools.
I look at my yesterdays for months past, and find them as good a lot of yesterdays as anybody might want. I sit there in the firelight and see them all. The hours that made them were good, and so were the moments that made the hours. I have had responsibilities and work, dangers and pleasure, good friends, and a world without walls to live in.
There was a man. And it happened--as such things often so happen--that this man we went back into his days that were gone. Again and again and again he went back. Even as every man, even as you and I, so this man went back into his Yesterdays.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident tomorrows.
No yesterdays are ever wasted for those who give themselves to today.
That's what heaven is. You get to make sense of your yesterdays
He who believes in goodness has the essence of all faith. He is a man of cheerful yesterdays and confident to-morrows.
Memories, important yesterdays, were once todays. Treasure and notice today.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
The best businesspeople have a hunger to make their todays better than their yesterdays. They have a staggeringly large appetite for pushing the envelope.
And I have no control over which yesterdays I keep and which ones get deleted. This disease will not be bargained withMy yesterdays are disappearing, and my tomorrows are uncertain, so what do I live for? I live for each day. I live in the moment. Some tomorrow soon, I'll forget that I stood before you and gave this speech. But just because I'll forget it some tomorrow doesn't mean that I didn't live every second of it today. I will forget today, but that doesn't mean that today doesn't matter.
No yesterdays on the road.
You pile up enough tomorrows and you'll be left with nothing but a bunch of empty yesterdays. I don't know about you, but I'd like to make today worth remembering.
They say time will make all this go away. But it's time that has taken my tomorrows and turned them into yesterdays.
A man whose yesterdays rest on his horizon travels forward into his past. The result is that he goes a very long way to nowhere.
The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
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