Quotes About Past

and Westminster. Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only a round dozen of years, after rapping out its messages, as the spirits of this very year last past

I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach. Oh, tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone!" In his agony, he caught the spectral hand. It sought to free

The kind of submission or resignation that he he showed, was that of a man who was tired out. I sometimes derived an impression, from his manner or from a widespread word or two which escaped him, that he pondered over the question whether he might have been a better man under better circumstances but he never justified himself by a hint tending that way or tried to bend the past out of its eternal shape.

All this, I say, is yesterday's event. Events of later date have floated from me to the shore where all forgotten things will reappear, but this stands like a high rock in the ocean.

Marley era morto, tanto per cominciare. Non c'era alcun dubbio. Il registro della sua sepoltura era stato firmato dal pastore, dal chierico, dall'impresario delle pompe funebri e dal responsabile della cerimonia funebre. L'aveva firmato anche Scrooge. E il nome di Scrooge alla Borsa era valido per qualsiasi cosa su cui lui decidesse di mettere mano. Il vecchio Marley era morto come il chiodo di una porta.

I was not happy; but, thus far, I had faithfully set the seal upon the Past, and, thinking of her, pointing upward, thought of her as pointing to that sky above me, where, in the mystery to come, I might yet love her with a love unknown on earth, and tell her what the strife had been within me when I loved her here.

It's a gloomy thing, however, to talk about one's own past, with the day breaking.

Gratitude is born in hearts that take time to count up past mercies.

God knows your past, future, personality, woundedness, and everything that makes you who you are—and He loves you anyway. So don't hide from Him. Return to the Lord. Seek His wonderful presence, let Him heal you, and live.

There is no need to go through life handicapped by past experiences. What others say about you doesn't matter. How they treated you is inconsequential. The only accurate, eternal, unassailable measure of your worth comes from almighty God, who will one day judge the living and the dead without exception (1 Pet. 4:4–5).

The past is never there when you try to go back. It exists, but only in memory. To pretend otherwise is to invite a mess.

The memories you have are just recordings of things past, not chains to bind you.

...but a skepticism pointing to the past for its confirmation whispers to us that metaphysics may be, after all, only the art of being sure of something that is not so and logic only the art of going wrong with confidence.

The problem you had wished to propose to me was one which I could not have solved; for I know nothing of the facts. I read no newspaper now but Ritchie's, and in that chiefly the advertisements, for they contain the only truths to be relied on in a newspaper. I feel a much greater interest in knowing what passed two or three thousand years ago, than in what is now passing.

Memory is more than a dustbin of time, stuffed with yesterday's trash. Rather, memory is a glorious grab bag of the past from which one can at leisure pluck bittersweet experiences of times gone by and relive them.

Our names are labels, plainly printed on the bottled essence of our past behaviour.

Flawed past is history; flawed present is opportunity.

...human kind Cannot bear very much reality. Time past and time future What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present.

How often must I tell you that we are made wise not by the recollections of our past, but by the responsibilities of our future.

And when the demons came out of the past, they went into man…

Somewhere in the Andes, they believe to this very day that the future is behind you. It comes up from behind your back, surprising and unforeseeable, while the past is always before your eyes, that which has already happened. When they talk about the past, the people of the Aymara tribe point in front of them. You walk forward facing the past and you turn back towards the future.

I got up and went into the library to see how much I owed them. The librarian said $32 even and you've owed it for eighteen years. I didn't deny anything. Because I don't understand how time passes. I have had those books. I have often thought of them. The library is only two blocks away.

That's the thing about being a queer millennial: it's not about things getting better in any linear fashion but holding a painful past and an optimistic future together, one in each hand, at the same time.

Queria endurecer o coração, eliminar o passado, fazer com ele o que faço quando emendo um período — riscar, engrossar os riscos e transformá-los em borrões, suprimir todas as letras, não deixar vestígio de idéias obliteradas.