Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

I'm not good at future planning. I don't plan at all. I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow. I don't have a day planner and I don't have a diary. I completely live in the now, not in the past, not in the future.

Memories are the key not to the past, but to the future.

But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state?

Los Angeles gives one the feeling of the future more strongly than any city I know of. A bad future, too, like something out of Fritz Lang's feeble imagination.