It isn't the experience of today that drives men mad. It is the remorse for something that happened yesterday, and the dread of what tomorrow may disclose. — Robert Jones Burdette Copy Share Image
I cannot sing the old songs Though well I know the tune, Familiar as a cradle-song With sleep-compelling croon; Yet though I'm filled with… — Robert Jones Burdette Copy Share Image
There are two days in the week about which and upon which I never worry... Yesterday and Tomorrow. — Robert Jones Burdette Copy Share Image
It isn't the experience of today that drives men mad. It is the remorse for something that happened yesterday, and the dread of what… — Robert Jones Burdette Copy Share Image
