It is not the cares of today, but the cares of tomorrow that weigh a man down. For the needs of today we have corresponding strength given. For the morrow we are to trust. It is not ours yet.
Anticipate charity by preventing poverty; assist the reduced fellowman, either by a considerable gift, or a sum of money, or by teaching him a trade, or by putting him in the way of business, so that he may earn an honest livelihood, and not be forced to the dreadful alternative of holding out his hand […]
There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it.
A cathedral, a wave of a storm, a dancer’s leap, never turn out to be as high as we had hoped.
What we anticipate seldom occurs; what we least expect generally happens.
We… anticipate what’s to come, then ignore what’s actually here.
We are attracted to what is already ours in secret. Thus passionate anticipation transforms what is indeed possible into dreamt-for reality.
A man’s delight in looking forward to and hoping for some particular satisfaction is a part of the pleasure flowing out of it, enjoyed in advance. But this is afterward deducted, for the more we look forward to anything the less we enjoy it when it comes.
There is no terror in a bang, only in the anticipation of it.
Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness is it to be expecting evil before it comes.