What else does anxiety about the future bring you but sorrow upon sorrow?
While everyone else is thinking about economics and politics executive salaries and the future of the euro do the opposite even if it's hard. Invest in the spirit.
If other people want to talk about my future I can't control that.
I don't have that much forward planning about what I want to do next or in the future.
I stopped thinking about it after trying to figure out what are the lessons learned and there are so many. After I had basically sorted that out I figured it's time to really look at the future and not at the past.
I never remember having a plan. All I could think about was how I was going to afford to get into college or where I was going to stay because I hated being at home. I didn't really have time to think about anything in the future. I didn't think about a career or anything. I went to uni got a couple of jobs so I sort of funded it myself.
My own nature hovers between neurotic and paranoid. I've developed the habit of mentally listing things that make me optimistic about the future. I do it every day.
We do not know enough about how the present will lead into the future.
People talk about doom-laden scenarios happening in the future: they are happening in Africa now. You can see it perfectly clearly. Periodic famines are due to too many people living on land that can't sustain them.
My future's about trying to be a better man.
I'm sure that there are reasonable people that had some reasonable projections about the future of New Orleans but none of those could include not trying to rebuild the city and make it better than it was before.
The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time.
Traditionalists are pessimists about the future and optimists about the past.
While negativity is politically useful it is also demoralizing unless it is accompanied - and to some extent overshadowed - by elevated and inspiring ideas about the American future.
Frontiersmen good and bad gunmen as well as inspired prophets of the future have been my camp companions. Thus I know the country of which I am about to write as few men now living have known it.
After the Berlin Wall came down I visited that city and I will never forget it. The abandoned checkpoints. The sense of excitement about the future. The knowledge that a great continent was coming together. Healing those wounds of our history is the central story of the European Union.
When I wonder what the future of books will be I often think about horses. Before automobiles existed everyone had a horse. Then cars became available and their convenience compared to horses was undeniable.