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When one embraces a moment of rapture from the past, either by trying to reclaim it or by refusing to let it go, how can its brightness not tarnish, turn grey with longing and sorrow,...

Life was about loss. One minute standing on the promise of your dreams, then free-falling backward into nothingness. Is this what it meant to grow old? To gradually be stripped of all you cared about....

They, who continue to stay turned to watch their past mistakes, will miss the potential successes of the future.

Where exactly does it come from, I’d like to know, this ineradicable attitude of superiority toward the past? This stubbornly dumb, can’t-kill-it-with-an-ax conviction that we, the now, critically and categorically know better than they, the...

I didn’t know the demonsthat walked across your memory.They came from the dustwhen you were at peacein your grave.

It is not good for the spirits to dwell on that which cannot be altered.

Stop a minute, Ambrose!” interrupted Master Nathaniel. “I’ve got a sudden silly whim that we should take an oath I must have read when I was a youngster in some old book… the words have...

Weakness, like not being able to bury the past. Weakness, like not giving up hope when you know you should.

The past is for learning from and letting go. You can’t revisit it. It vanishes.

To get over the past, you first have to accept that the past is over. No matter how many times you revisit it, analyze it, regret it, or sweat it…it’s over. It can hurt you...

how sad and bad and mad it was – but then, how it was sweet

In history, truth should be held sacred, at whatever cost . . . especially against the narrow and futile patriotism, which, instead of pressing forward in pursuit of truth, takes pride in walking backwards to...

It turns out that sharing the past with someone is different from reliving it when you’re alone. It feels less like a wound and more like a poultice.

Don’t ever let your spouse or partner blame an outside person or persons for the ruin of your relationship or their past relationships. If two people are committed to one another then no one can...

I have been talking of the past (your past and mine) only in order that you may turn from it forever. One wrench and the tooth will be out. You can begin as if nothing...

I believe in unlimited discovery and achievement.- I believe that dreams can become reality.- I believe in true love.- I believe in kindness and intelligence.- I trust life, regardless.

I thought about how the past can become so small. An entire day, 24 separate, heavy hours, becomes the size of a tiny brown leaf falling from a tree. Before you know it, a whole...

Don’t sacrifice the present and attempt to achieve the impossible- to completely correct the past… It’s gone! Learn from it and move on…

When you live in the present, the past is forgotten & the future takes care of itself.

The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence

History isn’t all fact–it’s just the story the victors tell to keep themselves in power. And it’s been a slow revision. The more time passes, the easier it becomes to reinvent the past.

But it is always easy to put together stories about a past which nobody any longer remembers, like those about journeys to countries where nobody has ever been.

A deceitful man will go as far as to trample all over a woman’s reputation and spirit, in order to prove to his ex-love that he was faithful. The irony, is he is still in...

Almost all sadness comes from thinking about the past, and all worry from thinking about the future — present-mindedness is your only safe haven.

Nothing helps a man to reform like thinking of the past with regret.

…before you, life was desolate – the past hardly worth remembering – and now, each moment a keepsake I can’t throw away …

Sometimes it’s more painful to draw to mind the good times

Who knows what’s for true once a time is past? There’s no way to prove how something was that’s gone. And if a time is gone, what does it matter? It’s all rain into rivers...

Live out of your imagination, not your history.

Just because The Past always hung there upon its hooks on the game-room wall, you didn’t have to pull it down and use it on yourself.

A long time ago someone told me that a story will tell itself, when it’s ready.

When you’re in love with two people, always choose the second. The fact that you are constantly thinking of the second person makes it obvious that the first will never fulfill you, unless the second...

It’s not a crime to wish for other worlds. You’ll get taxed for it but they can’t throw you in jail for creating your own private world…yet. Dramatics are fun, an indulgence. ‘You can’t go...

Guilt is an indulgence, it entangles you in the past.

I keep coming back to certain books, and you—to try to find myself again

when you shoot for the stars, you can’t ever look back.

The past lives through us. We are its legacy.

What we, or at any rate what I, refer to confidently as memory–meaning a moment, a scene, a fact that has been subjected to a fixative and thereby rescued from oblivion–is really a form of...

MOTHER TIME: Life goes by so very fast, my dears, and taking the time to reflect, even once a year, slows things down. We zoom past so many seconds, minutes, hours, killing them with the...

VIEW FROM A HILLI am not yet quite over it.I am lying down on top of it.Surveying behind me a wastelandOf dried-up promise.While the lights below twinkleWith dull mocking uncertainty.There isn’t much left to look...

The past is set down in a thousand thousand indelible scrolls. But the future is a blank parchment forever in wait of a present.

She didn’t want to forget how deeply she had loved him, how important it had been to her; she felt as if to discard the memory would be a betrayal of her younger self.

The present is an eternal attempt to separate the past from the future.

Every moment is precious, even the ones behind me that I often reflect upon with a reserved smile. However…I seldom look back, only forward in anticipation of the next greater now.

Whether beautiful or terrible, the past is always a ruin.

…how time packs new years over the old ones but how those old years are still in there, like the earliest, tightest rings centering a tree, the most hidden, enclosed in darkness and shielded from...

MOTHER TIME: The past is always with us, dear, for better or worse. It is what it is and you can’t change it. All you can do is learn how to live with it in...

Have you ever listened to a song from a long time ago; from your past; a song that was filled with so many memories tied to it, that you felt it so deeply- that it...

It is we who move through time, not the reverse. When we walk beyond any one of life’s instants, it becomes nothing more than a receding milestone. We can look back, but we cannot retrace...