Best 4 quotes of Robert Jones Burdette on MyQuotes

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living.

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 music, As choirs of summer birds, I cannot sing the old songs-- I do not know the words.

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.

There are two days in the week about which and upon which I never worry... Yesterday and Tomorrow.