One couldn’t be selective when remembering the past. Ignore the turmoil, chaos and pain – and the truly great memories would not shine with such luster.

A woman without a past is like a fruitcake without brandy—insipid!” Aunt Augusta in Aunt Dimity and the Family Tree.

Dear Ted: Thanks for the invitation to question four distinguished liberal journalists. But 11:30 PM is long past my bedtime.

Past has a very great superiority over the future: The future may not exist; but the past existed!

There’s some wounds that run too deep to be seen. They’re the most dangerous.

Memories rob us of the present.

What is driving the tendency to discount Joseph Smith’s revelations is not that they seem less reasonable than those of Moses; it is that the book containing them is so new. When it comes to...

Did you ever look back at some moment in your past and have it suddenly grow so vivid that all the intervening years seemed brief, dreamlike, impersonal—the motions of a May afternoon surrendered to routine?

Yet I have come to believe that while the past is unchangeable, our perceptions of is are malleable…

Cultural survival is not about preservation, sequestering indigenous peoples in enclaves like some sort of zoological specimens. Change itself does note destroy a culture. All societies are constantly evolving. Indeed a culture survives when it...

What interests me in all these papers is not Susan Burling Ward, the novelist and illustrator, and not Oliver Ward the engineer, and not the West they spend their lives in. What really interests me...

The past was suddenly rushing in on me in a way I found hard to fight.

Obviously the fact that she’s out walking around and following me again like she did in the past … has been a big weight off my shoulders.

There is a way to look at the past. Don’t hide from it. It will not catch you if you don’t repeat it.

Every decision ever, to this moment here.

After so many years even the fire of passion dies, and with it what was believed the light of the truth. Who of us is able to say now whether Hector or Achilles was right,...

Both she and I have grief enough and trouble enough, but as for regrets – neither of us have any.

Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it.

We are products of our past, but we don’t have to be prisoners of it.

Religion is inevitably something that demands faith, or belief from us. Given the variety of forms of religion, it is natural that definitions of faith are also various. One interpretation, based on our discussion thus...

That’s in the past. I don’t really want to talk about that.

I can’t take back the past, but I can fight for the future.

Spirit has given us a wonderful window into the very ancient past of Mars. It was a violent place, a place where meteorite impacts, volcanic explosions happened frequently, where hot stuff was raining from the...

I think maybe I was a shepherdess in a past life.

The future is only the past again, entered through another gate.

Le présent serait plein de tous les avenirs, si le passé n’y projetait déjà une histoire.

it is as it is”. And yet, I am saying this to you. Because it is, as it is. Reality is rather painful than acceptable. And yet we have to live through it, try to...

Great beauty and youth capture our attention, excite a deep pleasure; however, why shouldn’t our souls gaze at a countenance over which the years have passed? Isn’t there a story there, one unknown, full of...

It has been said, people drawn to law enforcement have a sixth sense, an ability to see what others do not. He prayed he was wrong. His sixth sense said there was much more than...

Tis the old wind in the old anger,But then it threshed another wood.

Looking backwardsHas never been my endeavorLost passions… bruised emotionsNever distressed me.

I definitely made it a point this week to not let up because in the past sometimes when I have won, the next week I have not quite played as well. I was maybe a...

The present is the equilibrium of the past and the future. (Le présent, c’est l’équilibre – Du passé et du futur)

Maybe the past is an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you are to become who you will be.

I need a new trick if I am to walk without legs, see without eyes or speak without words.

There’s no future in stories…Stories are things of the past, things for museums.

This [has] been going on for years. The psychiatric model [of the past] has been mainstreamed. And now, the system’s coming for all of us.

Sometimes in order to appreciate your future, you must remember the past.

Faculty X is simply that latent power in human beings possess to reach beyond the present. After all, we know perfectly well that the past is as real as the present, and that New York...

When I look back on the stuff I used to wear, I wonder why somebody didn’t try to stop me. Just a friendly warning, “You may regret this,” would have been fine.

It puzzled me that other people hadn’t found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn’t they see it? It still puzzles me.

Life is made of the past, present and the future. We’re shaped by our past, and we’re shaping our future with our present.

From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past the roaring falls;And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.’What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to...

I can’t. You can’t rewrite the past.

She needs a new journal. The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past, and when she does, she remembers things, and her new journal entries...

From key signature to coda, from downbeat to the sound of life’s final fermata, our pasts set the tone for all that was, that is, and that ever would be.

Since the middle of the twentieth century, our understanding of the American past has been revolutionized, in no small part because of our altered conceptions of the place of race in the nation’s history.

Night is when the whispers of the past become the echoes of the present.

Adolescence as the time when an individual ‘recapitulates’ the savage stage of the race’s past.

People long to go backward in their imagination as well as forward. We don’t wish simply to exist forever in some future; we wish to have existed in some distant past.