This monster of a land, this mightiest of nations, this spawn of the future, turns out to be the macrocosm of microcosm me.
The future knows what things we desire, unless there is something greater in our path that chases us away.
You don’t need to predict the future. Just choose a future – a good future, a useful future – and make the kind of prediction that will alter human emotions and reactions in such a way that the future you predicted will be brought about. Better to make a good future than predict a bad one.
When the mind once allows a doubt to gain entrance, the value of deeds performed grow less, their character changes, we forget the past and dread the future.