He died of a breaking heart, " Pete said, making a stout log fence of his hands around the glove compartment and leaning forward to peer at the luminous clock, "but he was an old man. He was the king of his Yaquis down there and he couldn't live any more when they took the land away. He couldn't live up in the mountains that way. He hid all the treasures - you understand treasures? - in the mountains down there and he died. Now I'm the king of my Yaquis and someday I'll go down there and dig up the treasures again - maybe soon if they don't catch me too much. Then I buy the land back and we will live in the future like in the past only better." Pete let the fence fall, and sunlight showed the clock to be hours wrong, if not years. Douglas Woolf
Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose further developments, a future - and also because we live as if our only task was precisely to have relationships with other people.
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Albert Camus
You have within you, right now, everything you need to deal with whatever the world can throw at you.
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Brian Tracy
Love is the only future God offers.
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Victor Hugo
Why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
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Jonathan Safran Foer
You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.
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Chuck Palahniuk
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