Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
Let us live then, and be glad While young life's before us After youthful pastime had, After old age had and sad, Earth will slumber over us. [Lat., Gaudeamus igitur, Juvenes dum sumus Post pucundam juventutem. Post molestam senectutem. Nos habetit humus.]
I dare say I am compelled, unconsciously compelled, now to write volume after volume, as in past years I was compelled to go to sea, voyage after voyage. Leaves must follow upon each other as leagues used to follow in the days gone by, on and on to the appointed end, which, being truth itself, is oneâone for all men and for all occupations.
You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening. -Sara Paddison.
If we think we regulate printing, thereby to rectify manners, we must regulate all regulations and pastimes, all that is delightful to man.
No jealousy their dawn of love o'ercast, Nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; Each season looked delightful as it past, To the fond husband and the faithful wife.
Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.
Nostalgia: When you find the present tense and past perfect.
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe --though we didn't know it at the time. We know it now. Because it's in the past; because we have survived.
The painful memories of the past will shape our future; the moments we cherish last forever in a beautiful array of remembrance.
In the past decade or so, the women's magazines have taken to running home-handyperson articles suggesting that women can learn to fix things just as well as men. These articles are apparently based on the ludicrous assumption that _men_ know how to fix things, when in fact all they know how to do is _look_ at things in a certain squinty-eyed manner, which they learned in Wood Shop; eventually, when enough things in the home are broken, they take a job requiring them to transfer to another home.
My life can be so arranged that I can live on whatever I have. If I cannot live as I have lived in the past, I shall live differently, and living differently does not mean living with less attention to the things that make life gracious and pleasant or with less enjoyment of things of the mind.
At any age it does us no harm to look over our past shortcomings and plan to improve our characters and actions in the coming year.
I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.
You can't put the toothpaste back in the tube.
Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.
Everything will past, and the world will perish but the Ninth Symphony will remain.
The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and surge the heart.
Use the losses and failures of the past as a reason for action, not inaction.
Is suffering so very serious? I have come to doubt it. It may be quite childish, a sort of undignified pastimeâI'm referring to the kind of suffering a man inflicts on a woman or a woman on a man. It's extremely painful. I agree that it's hardly bearable. But I very much fear that this sort of pain deserves no consideration at all. It's no more worthy of respect than old age or illness.
There is pleasure in calm remembrance of a past sorrow.
Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours, Of winter's past or coming void of care, Well pleased with delights which present are, Fair seasons, budding sprays, sweet-smelling flowers.
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:--do I wake or sleep?
Nothing is improbable until it moves into past tense.