Quotes About Past

She wrote to make vivid what lay beyond her, whether in the past or the future, to make articulate that imaginative amalgam of wish and memory, to make the lost laugh once more.

and the stones, bewitched, can see: The lost hours and into the past.

History shares some secrets, keeps others.

The present is swollen with self-regard for itself, but soon enough the present becomes the past. This present, this day, this very moment we inhabit—it all will be held accountable for the things it didn't know, didn't understand.

a road trip with her ex? danger ahead...

It turns out there is something worse than attending a wedding where you don't know anyone: attending a wedding where you know six people, and they are all your ex-husband's best friends.

Bygones are gone. That's not right, is it?

It must be the nowness of this disease that, in stealing the past and obscuring the future, forces us, the healthy and the ill, to stay in the moment.

It seemed like a lifetime ago.

Take it from me: If you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging up your back and runing its fingers up your spine, the best thing to do-the only thing-is run.

But the reflections came clear to me then, come still in quiet moments when past meets present so smoothly the seams disappear and time itself turns fluid. Sometimes I wish time stayed solid, in separable chunks as distinct as the sound of the ticking clock on my mantel. In truth, though, we break all boundaries, hurtling forward through hope and backward on the trail made by memory.

And I have the same heart in the same socket of chest, and it hammers the way it used to, and I find myself thinking the same words, Safe again, trapped again. My pals sweat on the steering wheel. I remind myself: I am not that girl. I've changed. I've grown. It's a long time ago.

And I have the same heart in the same socket of chest, and it hammers the way it used to, and I find myself thinking the same words, safe again, trapped again. My palms sweat on the steering wheel. I remind myself: I am not that girl. I am not that girl. I've changed. I've grown. It's a long time ago.

Bureaucracy defends the status quo long past the time when the quo has lost its status

La foto è il feticcio che ti dovrebbe riportare indietro il tempo, ma il guadagno coincide con la perdita: in cambio del ricordo di un te stesso precedente ricevi la consapevolezza di ciò che è definitivamente passato, dell'istante che non tornerà mai più mentre ciò che volevi era proprio fermarlo.

Le conditionnel passé, le temps des opportunités manquées.

The hypothetical past perfect, the tense of missed chances.

Do our pasts determine what we deserve in the future? And is it ever possible to leave your past behind?

Behind them, empty bookshelves. Bird has never seen books on them, but there they stand, fossils of a long-gone era.

James remembers: long ago, when they were young and the worst thing they could imagine was not being together . . . That moment, that connection, seems far away and small now, like something that happened in another life.

Çünkü burada,bu kavaklar?n dibinde,büyüleyici bir cam k?r??? gibi kald? çocuklu?um...

The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.

Un passato deve essere tanto familiare da poterlo rivivere meccanicamente e tanto inaspettato da farci stupire ogni volta che vi ritorniamo: allora è adatto alla fantasia.

Nowness is the sense that we are attuned to what is happening. The past is fiction and the future is a dream, and we are just living on the edge of a razor blade.