“One world and then another, running like a chain. One world treading on the heels of another world that plodded just ahead. One world’s tomorrow, another world’s today. And yesterday is tomorrow, and tomorrow is the past.
Except, there wasn’t any past. No past, that was, except the figment of remembrance that flitted like a night-winged thing in the shadow of one’s mind. No past that one could reach. No pictures painted on the wall of time. No film that one could run backwards and see what-once-had-been…
One road was open, but another road was closed. Not closed, of course, for it had never been. For there wasn’t any past, there never had been any, there wasn’t room for one. Where there should have been a past there was another world.”

Source: Into the Dreaming

The Black Coat (2013)

One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish (1960)
Variant: From there to here,
from here to there,
funny things are everywhere.
Source: One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish

Monotony http://www.cavafy.com/poems/content.asp?id=96&cat=1
Collected Poems (1992)

Source: The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens: The Ultimate Teenage Success Guide

[Swami Nikhilananda, Holy Mother, 204]

Variant: It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.... And then one fine morning—
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Source: The Great Gatsby

Il y a assurément un autre monde, mais il est dans celui-ci...
Œuvres complètes, vol. 1, Gallimard, 1968.