Quotes About Past

The curtains of the past part, and he sees what has been; the mists of the future clear, and he sees an event yet to occur.

When we hope, we usually hope for the wrong thing. We yearn for tomorrow and the progress that it represents. But yesterday was once tomorrow, and where was the progress in it? Or we yearn for yesterday, for what was or what might have been. But as we are yearning, the present is becoming the past, so the past is nothing but our yearning for second chances.

so perhaps in our postmodern rejection of the past, we cast aside more wisdom than ignorance.

Libby has always thought animals live in the moment, their past dismissed as irrelevant

those years didn't happen and take

Stories are how we make sense of our lives. To tell a story is to own it: to own the narrative thread to own a piece of our past. And when we own a story when we put it in a tidy box and store it on a high shelf it becomes manageable so that whatever negative effects it's been having on us are in theory lessened.

Time lets the past slip away from all but your heart.

A Buddhist adage teaches, "If you want to know who you were in your past life, look to your present circumstances. If you want to know who you will be in your future life, look to your present actions.

I note that I've lived longer in the past now, than I can expect to live in the future. I have more to remember than I have to look forward to. Memory fades, not much of the past stays, and I wouldn't mind forgetting more of it.

The Past just left. Its remnants, I claim, are mostly fiction. We're stranded here with the threadbare patchwork of memory, you with yours, I with mine.

Remember the past, but don't get lost back there. Celebrate the blessings of the past in the present, but remember to live today. Today is built on the past and tomorrow is evolving from both the past and the present. The future? Quien sabe? Hopefully, there will always be tacos

Some ghost of myself still lived back in the days when we'd shared a bed and talked of the future. But that love we'd had and those selves we'd been were gone, placed in a box like old photographs and letters you'd never read again.

This was a cruel trick of the mind, yes, but Teddy had long ago accepted the logic of it—waking, after all, was an almost natal state. You surfaced without a history, then spent the blinks and yawns reassembling your past, shuffling the shards into chronological order before fortifying yourself for the present. What

But do we lose our past to assure our future?

I've walked through this broken life for so long and yet the detritus of my past hails down on me at the most unexpected moments. I learned in the most difficult way imaginable that you can never fully appreciate what you have until it's taken away.

No fui yo quien hizo esto, sino un yo anterior»

Our common experience in fact is the opposite—that the past, far from disappearing or lying down and being quiet, has an embarrassing and persistent way of returning and haunting us unless it has in fact been dealt with adequately. Unless we look the beast in the eye we find it has an uncanny habit of returning to hold us hostage.

We've ghosts enough between us, Sassenach. If the evils of the past canna hinder us-neither then shall any fears of the future. We must just must put things behind us and get on. Aye?

Once I had thought I was whole -- had seemed to be able to love a man, to bear a child, to heal the sick--and know that all these things were natural parts of me, not the difficult, troubled fragments into which my life had now disintegrated. But that had been in the past, the man I had loved was Jamie, and for a time, I had been part of something greater than myself.

But the future reaches out to us, as does the past, and all times are the present.

Let the dead bury the dead, Sassenach," he said softly. "The past is gone—the future is not come. And we are here together, you and I.

Nós dois já temos fantasmas suficientes, Sassenach. Se os males do passado não podem nos estorvar, também qualquer medo do futuro não deve fazê-lo. Temos apenas que esquecer tudo que ficou para trás e seguir em frente. Sim?

Might there be common ground for them, a historian and an engineer? He facing backward to the mysteries of the past, she to the future and its dazzling gleam? Then the room relaxed in cheers and babbling, and she turned in his arms to kiss him hard and cling to him, and he thought perhaps it didn't matter that they faced in opposite directions—so long as they faced each other.

J'ai connu une jeune fille de ce nom Amélie," Fergus said. "Mais elle est morte.