Quotes About Past

We each have a story. They did this to us. There was no outside aggressor. They wanted an Apocalypse. They wanted the end. And they made it happen. It was orchestrated - who got in, who didn't. There was a master list. We weren't on it. We were left here to die. They want to erase us, the past, but we can't let them.

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

will not be defined by my past, nor will I harbor bitterness toward those who wronged me. Instead I will pity them, for they do not know compassion or forgiveness.

That's the thing about regret, and over-analyzing the past. We can wish all we want that we had done something differently, but maybe a different path might have been all wrong for us, and things would have turned out far worse than

that's what life is. A series of moments. Nothing more. We must endeavor to enjoy every single one. Forget about the past and future. They have no place in the present.

But we can't change the past. Imagining what might have been is a pointless exercise. That much, I knew. Rationally, at least. Emotionally, it was another issue altogether,

Do what, Kim? Lead a normal life? Too late. Way too late.

I've never been nostalgic, personally or politically - if the past was so great, how come it's history?

THE GATE TO FUTURES PAST (#2)*

Never let your past limit your future.

We can't change the past. But we will keep repeating it if we continue to live by the beliefs and agreements set in response to past events.

I shall go further and say that even if an examination of the past could lead to any valid prediction concerning man's future, that prediction would be the contrary of reassuring.

No es lo mismo. Pasado mañana es después de mañana, y mañana es mucho después de hoy. Y hoy mismo es bastante después de ahora, en que estamos charlando...

Los recuerdos son siempre un asco...

Todo lo que se escribe en estos tiempos y que vale la pena leer está orientado hacia la nostalgia.

Dac? am putea rupe trecutul ?i l-am arunca ca pe o ciorn? de scrisoare ori carte!

Y por eso Gregorovius insistía en conocer el pasado de la Maga, para que se muriera un poco menos de esa muerte hacia atrás que es toda ignorancia de las cosas arrastradas por el tiempo, para fijarla en su propio tiempo, you so beautiful but you gotta, para no amar a un fantasma que se deja acariciar el pelo bajo la luz verde

Y le sonriera con la sonrisa de otros tiempos pero nada mas que eso, la sonrisa vacia, la costumbre de una sonrisa donde talves habitaba la lastima

En nombre de los otros tiempos se hacen las grandes macanas en éstos

contemplé la ciudad abajo, una geometría cubista reverberante bajo el sol de julio. Parecía como si la ciudad entera fuera un reflejo de la que fue y que tanto me costaba reconocer.

Cuando uno es joven y vive ajeno a la realidad, cuando las estaciones pasan sin grandes cambios ni alteraciones, como si fueran nubes en día sin viento, cuando la felicidad consiste en dejarse arrastrar por los sentidos, uno percibe sólo el presente, y el futuro y el pasado pasan a un segundo plano, cuando no desaparecen por completo. Es como en medio del mar, donde sólo existe éste.

A veces, uno cree que todo lo ha olvidado, que el óxido y el polvo de los años han destruido ya completamente lo que, a su voracidad, un día confiamos. Pero basta un sonido, un olor, un tacto repentino e inesperado, para que, de repente, el aluvión del tiempo caiga sin compasión sobre nosotros y la memoria se ilumine con el brillo y la rabia de un relámpago. Aquella noche, además, el recuerdo estaba aún en carne viva.

T]hose who love to contrast the past with our recent times should consider what modern civilization has brought us to in terms of war. A change of level has occurred; from the warrior who fights for the honor and for the right of his lord, society has shifted to the type of the mere "soldier" that is found in association with the removal of all transcendent or even religious elements in the idea of fighting.

Those who harbour illusions about the possibility of a purely political struggle and the power of this or that formula or system, with no new human quality as its exact counterpart, have learned no lessons from the past.