Quotes About Yesterdays

RELIQUARY The bones of saints are praised above their flesh, That pale rejected garment of their lives In which they walked despised, uncanonized. Brooding upon the marble bones of time Men read strange sanctity in lost events, Hold requiem mass for murdered yesterdays, And in the dust of actions once reviled Find symbols traced, and freeze them into stone.

Comforters for our todays / Guardians of memories / Keeping our youth and yesterdays alive / Comrades with one history.

In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past—sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.

Go back into your yesterdays, at times, and bathe your mind in the beautiful memories of past love. It will soften the influence of the present worries and annoyances. It will give you a source of escape from the unpleasant realities of life and maybe—who knows?—your mind will yield to you, during this temporary retreat into the world of . . . plans which may change the entire financial or spiritual status of your life.

I have walked by stalls in the market-place where books, dog-eared and faded from their purple, have burst with a white hosanna. I have seen people crowned with a double crown, holding in either hand the crook and flail, the power and the glory. I have understood how the scar be­comes a star, I have felt the flake of fire fall, miraculous and pentecostal. My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are grey faces that peer over my shoulder.