Study the past, if you would divine the future.

You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.

When we think about the kind of person we want others to remember us for being, it's much easier to work backward from our deaths

The answer isn't more time but a greater awareness of the time we have.

It's critical to God that we think about how we live, how we spend the present time with which we're gifted each day.

When I'm focusing on what's important to God, I live differently. I invest my time differently.

Behind every great story there's always another story.

We don't need more time. We need to use the time we already have differently.

So you do shorter versions of the hits, or you take out a long guitar solo or things like that to make time for the hits and new music as well. But I don't think any of us ever get to do as much new music as we would like to.

they've all come to the same end. They are dust beneath the soil. All that is left behind lies in the people who remain. And the stories.

It's a lesson I'm trying to learn from him, this living squarely in the present. I am a planner and a worrier. I torment myself by mentally replaying my past mistakes, wishing I'd been smarter, wishing I'd been stronger, wishing I'd made different choices. I live too often in the realm of what if. I also expend time and mental energy continually trying to anticipate what sort of crouching tiger might be hiding around the next corner.

I leaf through more pages, wondering, remembering, thinking about this watershed year. Life can turn on a dime. The appointment book reinforces my new awareness of this. We plan our days, but we don't control them.