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Look not to the morrow to solve thy doubts, nor question oracles for good or better days, As naught from the silence speaks but thou, oh voice divine, the dweller of the heart, who biddest all perform good works. No day on earth is better than the rest, each day is what you make it, neither more nor less. They who deliverance seek beyond the clouds, and they who look for reward of good works done, both here themselves deceive. Rewards my friends are neither then nor there, rewards are sent to those right here, who make no claim on merit won.