It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.
LEWIS CARROLL, Alice in Wonderland
Memories are nothing but the lash with which yesterday flogs tomorrow.
PHILIP MOELLER, The Roadhouse in Arden
- Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say;
- Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?
EDWARD FITZGERALD, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
Regret is ... an unavoidable result of any loss, for in loss we lose the tomorrow that we needed to make right our yesterday or today.
GERALD LAWSON SITTSER, A Grace Disguised
I don't really think about anything too much. I live in the present. I move on. I don't think about what happened yesterday. If I think too much, it kind of freaks me out.
