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Today is the current day or date, sometimes more broadly used to refer to conditions of the present time.


  • Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
    • Attributed to Charles Dederich by The Washington Post (December 10, 1978), p. C5. He was the founder of Synanon, a self-help community for drug abusers and alcoholics, based in California.
  • Nothing that is can pause or stay;
    The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
    The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
    The rain to mist and cloud again,
    To-morrow be to-day.
  • Non est, crede mihi, sapientis dicere ‘Vivam’:
    Sera nimis vita est crastina: vive hodie.
    • 'I'll live to-morrow', 'tis not wise to say:
      'Twill be too late to-morrow—live to-day.
    • Martial, Epigrams, i.15, tr. Francis Fawkes.

Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations[edit]

Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 806.
  • Out of Eternity
    The new Day is born;
    Into Eternity
    At night will return.
  • To-day is ours; what do we fear?
    To-day is ours; we have it here.
    Let's treat it kindly, that it may
    Wish, at least, with us to stay.
    Let's banish business, banish sorrow;
    To the gods belongs to-morrow.
  • To-morrow let my sun his beams display,
    Or in clouds hide them: I have lived to-day.
  • Days that need borrow
    No part of their good morrow,
    From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
  • What dost thou bring to me, O fair To-day,
    That comest o'er the mountains with swift feet?
  • Happy the man, and happy he alone,
    He, who can call to-day his own:
    He who, secure within, can say,
    To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv'd to-day.
    • John Dryden, Imitation of Horace, Book III. Ode XXIX, line 66.
  • The acts of to-day become the precedents of to-morrow.
    • F. Herschell, speech in support of Lord Harrington's resolution (May 23, 1878).
  • What yesterday was fact to-day is doctrine.
    • Junius, in the dedication of his Letters.
  • Oh, the nursery is lonely and the garden's full of rain,
    And there's nobody at all who wants to play,
    But I think if I should only run with all my might and main,
    I could leave this dreary country of To-day.
  • To-day what is there in the air
    That makes December seem sweet May?
    There are no swallows anywhere,
    Nor crocuses to crown your hair
    And hail you down my garden way.
    Last night the full moon's frozen stare
    Struck me, perhaps; or did you say
    Really—you'd come, sweet Fnend and fair!
  • Rise! for the day is passing,
    And you lie dreaming on;
    The others have buckled their armour,
    And forth to the fight have gone:
    A place in the ranks awaits you,
    Each man has some part to play;
    The Past and the Future are nothing,
    In the face of the stern To-day.

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