Ah, Lalage! while life is ours, Hoard not thy beauty rose and white, But pluck the pretty fleeing flowers That deck our little path of light: For all too soon we twain shall tread The bitter pastures of the dead: Estranged, sad spectres of the night.

Ernest Dowson
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If life has taught me one thing, it’s that the only thing that matters is right now. The past didn’t matter then and won’t matter to you in the future. All that matters is right now, right here. What you do now will be important to the rest of your life, so don’t put off doing what you know you have to do until tomorrow. The past might be gone, but your future is still so uncertain.

Source: The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson

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