I expect big things of those two. They both show promise for the future.

The future is plump with promise.

Don't hold onto the past, the future holds more promise.

Wisdom is the abstract of the past, but beauty is the promise of the future

I don't promise an easy future. Brazil cannot isolate itself from the rest of the world. Brazil is in the midst of some turbulence.

He doesn’t see his path clearly, but also doesn’t consider this absolutely necessary; he strikes out in some direction or other, and one thing leads to the next. All paths lead to lives of some sort, and that’s all he requires, for every life promises a great deal and is replete with possibilities enchantingly fulfilled.