The-past Quotes

In short, the man displayed a constant and insurmountable impulse to wrap himself in a covering, to ...

If you never tell anyone the truth about yourself, eventually you start to forget. The love, the hea...

She said once that time is nothing to me but a series of bookmarks that I use to jump back and forth...

I was yours once till death if you cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now--I can't hang about ...

To remember the past is to see that we are here today by grace, that we have survived as a gift.

The past and present are after all so close, almost one, as if time were an artificial teasing out o...

A long time ago someone told me that a story will tell itself, when it's ready.

It turns out that sharing the past with someone is different from reliving it when you're alone. It ...

If a memory wasn't a thing but a memory of a memory of a memory, mirrors set in parallel, then what ...

Every city is a ghost.New buildings rise upon the bones of the old so that each shiny steel bean, ea...

I miss it every minute, and I have no wish at all to go back.

It is said that nothing in our lives is ever lost, that nothing can prevent its having been. That is...

But it is always easy to put together stories about a past which nobody any longer remembers, like t...

When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling ti...

When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like ...

Happiness is like good health: when you have it, you don’t notice it. But as the years go by, oh, th...

I told her I was not sure I could bear living with memories, she said, Look up at the stars, look, t...

The past is buried deep within the ground in Rabat, although the ancient walls in the old city are s...

For some, excavating the past isn’t an adventure, it’s more akin to tearing a Band-Aid off an open w...

My dear, you never will understand time, will you? You're always trying to be the things you were, i...

how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet

The ascendancy over men's minds of the ruins of the stupendous past, the past of history, legend and...

We long to have again the vanished past, in spite of all its pain.

The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presenc...