Quotes
Quotes about Past
The good man prolongs his life; to be able to enjoy one's past life is to live twice.
Cæsar said to the soothsayer, "The ides of March are come;" who answered him calmly, "Yes, they are come, but they are not past."
For a man can lose neither the past nor the future; for how can one take from him that which is not his? So remember these two points: first, that each thing is of like form from everlasting and comes round again in its cycle, and that it signifies not whether a man shall look upon the same things for a hundred years or two hundred, or for an infinity of time; second, that the longest lived and the shortest lived man, when they come to die, lose one and the same thing.
Remember that man's life lies all within this present, as 't were but a hair's-breadth of time; as for the rest, the past is gone, the future yet unseen. Short, therefore, is man's life, and narrow is the corner of the earth wherein he dwells.
Deem not life a thing of consequence. For look at the yawning void of the future, and at that other limitless space, the past.
'T is one and the same Nature that rolls on her course, and whoever has sufficiently considered the present state of things might certainly conclude as to both the future and the past.
It is past all controversy that what costs dearest is, and ought to be, most valued.
Philosophy triumphs easily over past evils and future evils; but present evils triumph over it.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
A thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
For, lo! the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.
Popular historical novels falsify the past and simplify the motives which make historical change
The past was spat upon and the future was ready to be spat upon too, since this would quickly enough turn itself into the past.
There was a crowd lining up outside, waiting to be studio audience. They would see themselves waving to themselves tomorrow, the past waving to the future.
The past is the only place worth living in
Whatever lies before us must keep its door tight shut. Whatever's past is past.
Some scenes from one's past hug the mind with the force of a profound symbol impossible to read
Oh, who can dismember the past?
His heart had dropped, shattered like a cold stale pastry dropped on to the kitchen flags
The great past was dead and the endless future would be thin and mean and unloving
We have no past, but our future is limitless
Memory as a human faculty is subject to human limitation and we are condemned to invent so much of the past
The past is dead and the world outside the U.S. doesn't exist
We can talk to the past as we can talk to the future - the time that is dead and the time that has not yet been born
What is the past, that inert ill-understood mass of vague events, that it should exert an influence on the sunlit reality of now?
