Quotes About Past

Each employee could log in to the system at any time, choose from a list of all current and past experiments, and see a simple one-page summary of the results. Over time, those one-page summaries became the de facto standard for settling product arguments throughout the organization.

Florence is an old soul—I'm sure she has been here on earth many times before this incarnation.

It feels like every reference he makes, every little word, catapults me back there, to a place that doesn't really exist anymore.

history was a living thing with an endless supply of stories, of lessons to apply to the present of one's own life.

change begins with freedom from the past.

If you're so afraid of the past you have to hide from it, it's not your past. It's your present.

The way in which we view human life and society is the same whether we are concerned with things of the past or things of the present.

Sometimes I used to think that one day i should wake up, and all that had been would be over. forgotten, sunk, drowned. Nothing was sure - not even memory.

The past becomes our second personality. It is our intrinsic safety code, irrespective of a potential love-hate relationship. It may become our guardian angel and protect us from a bleak blind alley, since it knows that "we" know and we know the colors of its cards. Experience is a tough master and knows the tricks of the trade. It teaches us how to play. ( " Not without the past" )

I will honor my ancestors in StarClan," Bramblestar vowed, "but not those who have ever walked in the Dark Forest. Guide my steps wisely, warriors of the past." He lowered his head. "And warriors of now".

I will honor my ancestors in StarClan, but not those who have ever walked in the Dark Forest. Guide my steps wisely, warriors of the past. And warriors of now.

You're obsessed with the past," Jaypaw warned her. "You want to make sure everything turns out the way you think it should." "I just want to do what's right." "You can't always do the right thing. No matter how much you want to." "I know." Grief pulsed from his mentor, sharper and deeper than Jaypaw expected. "But I'll always try.

En este mito, el pasado es un espacio donde se reinventa la llanura heroica de las guerras del siglo XIX, la violencia que es la madre del coraje suicida o resignado del gaucho, los códigos de honor de una sociedad rural premoderna. Sin esa dimensión cultural, Buenos Aires moderna sería una ciudad sin raíces, producida por la abundancia económica, la inmigración, las instituciones de las elites letradas. Para Borges, en cambio, es una ciudad

Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.

When we lament the decline of time spent on cooking, we need to be clear what it is that we are lamenting. Many of the female cooks who devoted so many hours to preparing food in the past did so because they did not think their own time was worth much.

The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.

The truth was that if the man came with a harsh past and an emptiness in his soul, she was metal to his magnet.

It never seemed to occur to Heather that Francisca might be a refugee from the dim and distant past—not even when she fainted at her first sight of an airliner. I'd have sussed it on the first day—which just goes to show why more science fiction should be included in the National Curriculum.

I am convinced that knowledge is power - to overcome the past, to change our own situations, to fight new obstacles, to make better decisions.

Walter Benjamin's conviction that the past contains within it an orientation toward its own redemption, that what he called the "time of now" is "shot through with chips of Messianic time." (Kenneth Rexroth used the same word: "scattered chips / Of pale cold light that was alive.") If eternity, all the past and every future, flits through every moment, then we can grab it there.

What is it, really, though, but a haunting—the ancient dead disturbed from slumber, punishing us for our greed and blindness, our restless lack of reverence? What is it but the past come back, and time unhinged, collapsing?

My heart sometimes feels like it will burst for them both. The love has a strange fleeting intangibility about it and seems always to disappear and be converted into the past even before I have properly grasped it.

discovering you are not identical with yourself even in the most disturbing and painful way still contains the glimmer, however refracted, of the world to come, where everything is the same but a little different because the past will be citable in all of its moments, including those that from our present present happened but never occurred.

nothing in the world, I thought to myself, is as old as what was futuristic in the past.