Stanley KunitzI can hardly wait for tomorrow, it means a new life for me each and every day.
About This Quote
Life is a constant journey, a series of steps and moments. Each step may seem insignificant, but each step gets us closer to the destination. The beauty of this quote is that it encourages you to embrace today as a gift. Not only should we appreciate what we have now, we should also look forward to tomorrow and live for it.
Life is not just about today. It is more than that. It is a constant series of moments that add up to the one life that we have been given.
So each day, we should appreciate our lives and not waste them on negativity or regrets from the past.
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