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Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A novel
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
Gabrielle Zevin • Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A novel
A lot of people buy into the slogan “Live life like there’s no tomorrow.” But I tend to disagree. Once you become aware of your impending death, you have to make a compromise in accepting the loss of the life you wish you could have led and the reality of your imminent death. Sure, there will always be regrets and broken dreams, but you have to go
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We assume that we will make our dreams come true someday, but then we run out of somedays, and we die.
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“What is a game?” Marx said. “It’s tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. It’s the possibility of infinite rebirth, infinite redemption. The idea that if you keep playing, you could win. No loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent, ever.”
Gabrielle Zevin • Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A novel
one’s taste exceeds one’s abilities. The only way to get through this period is to make things anyway.
Gabrielle Zevin • Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A novel
Memory, you realized long ago, is a game that a healthy-brained person can play all the time, and the game of memory is won or lost on one criterion: Do you leave the formation of memories to happenstance, or do you decide to remember?
Gabrielle Zevin • Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A novel
MOST PEOPLE GO through life thinking that tomorrow they’re going to do something great. Tomorrow will be the day that they wake up and discover what they were put on this earth to do. But then tomorrow comes—and goes. As does the next day. Before long, they realize that there aren’t that many tomorrows left.