If we examine our thoughts, we shall find them always occupied with the past and the future.
When the danger is past God is cheated.
Truth comes to us from the past, then, like gold washed down from the mountains.
Instead of looking at the past, I put myself ahead twenty years and try to look at what I need to do now in order to get there then.
We can predict the present without having to know everything about the past.
The wise man must remember that while he is a descendant of the past, he is a parent of the future.
What we call our future is the shadow that our past projects in front of us.
Everyone can see the future, but no one remembers the past.
It is already possible to imagine a society in which the majority of the population, that is to say, its laborers, will have almost as much leisure as in earlier times was enjoyed by the aristocracy. When one recalls how aristocracies in the past actually behaved, the prospect is not cheerful.
Nothing that was worthy in the past departs; no truth or goodness realized by man ever dies, or can die.
As we transcend our past in the things we do, we also become who we can be. Thus creativity is those attitudes by which we fulfil ourselves.
Except among those whose education has been in the minimalist style, it is understood that hasty moral judgments about the past are a form of injustice.
Mad is the man who is forever gritting his teeth against that granite block, complete and changeless, of the past.
For the first time in the history of mankind, one generation literally has the power to destroy the past, the present and the future, the power to bring time to an end.
The fact is you can't escape the past by moving on, it just moves with you.
The promise given was a necessity of the past: the word broken is a necessity of the present.
What I like about Christmas is that you can make people forget the past with the present.
Nostalgia paints a smile on the stony face of the past.
Imagination is nostalgia for the past, the
absent; it is the liquid solution in which art
develops the snapshot of reality.
A society that has made nostalgia a marketable commodity on the cultural exchange quickly repudiates the suggestion that life in the past was in any important way better than life today.
The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.
The past is for learning from and letting go. You can't revisit it. It vanishes.
Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: you find the present tense, but the past perfect!
The world is full of people whose notion of a satisfactory future is, in fact, a return to the idealized past.
There is only one real tragedy in a woman's life. The fact that her past is always her lover, and her future invariably her husband.