Quotes About Past

But they had already tried, again and again and again, and always, when the first crashing wave of mutual longing subsided, the ugly wreck of the past lay revealed again, its shadow lying darkly over everything they tried to rebuild.

Let's try again.' But they had already tried, again and again and again, and always, when the first crashing wave of mutual longing subsided, the ugly wreck of the past lay revealed again, its shadow lying darkly over everything they tried to rebuild.

Los recuerdos se erguían para morderlo, como si hubiera pisado un nido de serpientes dormidas.

Look me in the eye and tell me you've loved anyone, since, like you loved me." "No I haven't," he said, "and thank fuck for that.

Tylko ?e ju? próbowali, a potem znowu, znowu i znowu. Po jakim? czasie pierwsza pot??na fala wzajemnej t?sknoty cofa?a si? i zawsze ods?ania?a paskudny wrak przesz?o?ci, którego mroczny cie? k?ad? si? na wszystkim, co usi?owali odbudowa?.

We live with the past because we have to, but we don't have to live in it.

She knew there were parts of the past you had to let go of, certain lands that were irredeemably lost, sorrowfully lost, but, finally, lost forever.

The present is the necessary product of all the past, the necessary cause of all the future.

Nostalgia locates desire in the past where it suffers no active conflict and can be yearned toward pleasantly.

The end of his worke Part of the worke remaines; one part is past: And here my ship rides having Anchor cast.

To deprive the Aborigines of their territory, therefore, was to condemn them to spiritual death—a destruction of their past, their future and their opportunities of transcendence.

Keep an eye to the future, and ear to the past, and after thinking it over notice nothing much lasts.

We must remember that there is a great difference between a myth and a miracle. A myth is the idealization of a fact. A miracle is the counterfeit of a fact. There is the same difference between a myth and a miracle that there is between fiction and falsehood -- between poetry and perjury. Miracles belong to the far past and the far future. The little line of sand, called the present, between the seas, belongs to common sense to the natural.

History was a crystal ball that told as much about the future as it did about the past.

We were like St. Augustine's definition of time: "Out of the future that is not yet, into the present that is just becoming, back to the past that no longer is.

No age lives entirely alone; every civilisation is formed not merely by its own achievements but by what it has inherited from the past. If these things are destroyed, we have lost a part of our past, and we shall be the poorer for it.

Nations. These monuments are not merely pretty things, not merely valued signs of man's creative power. They are expressions of faith, and they stand for man's struggle to relate himself to his past and to his God.

They are expressions of faith, and they stand for man's struggle to relate himself to his past and to his God. With

Hands of time move us forward, never back. Only memories frozen in mind, can we reenact.

One way of emphasizing the singularity of the recent past is [..] to observe that the total number of humans ever to have lived is estimated at around (a bit less than) 100 billion. One of Walt Whitman's poems has a memorable image—thinking of all past people lined up in orderly columns behind those living—'row upon row rise the phantoms behind us'. Actually, looking over our shoulder, we would see only around 15 rows.

Where Einstein was pushing the boundaries of knowledge forward, in the hope of learning ever more, Rashid was studying the past, in the hope of gleaning from it what man might, to his sorrow, have forgotten.

You may think you know, but you don't know you know until you can write it down. Research is not daydreaming. Explore your past, relive it, then write it down. In your head it's only memory, but written down it becomes working knowledge. Now with the bile of fear in your belly, write an honest, one-of-a-kind scene.

you cannot change your past, but you can change your opinion of your past.

Those days are long gone.