This one is scribbled on a napkin shoved into my poetry journal and dated August 6, 2004 along with Of Time and Aging.
If at first you don’t succeed may your rotting corpse serve as a warning to the next guy. -DM 6aug2004
Another on the same napkin:
Yesterday was never as hard as it seemed at the time. -DM 6aug2004
And the final is an old favorite that is not an original of mine.
Today is the tomorrow we thought about yesterday. -author unknown
