I believe the future is only the past again, entered through another gate.
The future is called «perhaps,» which is the only possible thing to call the future. And the only important thing is not to allow that to scare you. ~Arthur Wing Pinero,
The Second Mrs. Tanqueray, 1893
Arthur Wing Pinero
Yes we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter. I wouldn’t mind washing up beside you, dusting beside you, reading the back half of the paper while you read the front. We are friends and I would miss you, do miss you and think of you very often. I don’t want to lose this happy space where I have found someone who is smart and easy and doesn’t bother to check her diary when we arrange to meet.
~Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body, 1992