But this murder- was it to dog him all his life? Was he always to be burdened by his past? Was he really?
The past could always be annihilated. Regret, denial, or forgetfulness could do that.
It would kill the past, and when that was dead, he would be free.
The one charm about the past is that it is the past.
No man is rich enough to buy back his past.
I like men who have a future and women who have a past.
You are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.
Have you not noticed that love is silence? It may be while holding the hand of another, or looking lovingly at a child, or taking in the beauty of an evening. Love has no past or future, and so it is with this extraordinary state of silence.
I don't talk about the past.
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.
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast.
History is the version of past events that people have decided to agree upon.
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.
Most of us have fond memories of food from our childhood. Whether it was our mom's homemade lasagna or a memorable chocolate birthday cake, food has a way of transporting us back to the past.
I'll never stop dreaming that one day we can be a real family, together, all of us laughing and talking, loving and understanding, not looking at the past but only to the future.
The rewards in life go to those who are willing to give up the past.
When you change your now story, you instantly change your past story and your future story.
To be able to look back upon one's past life with satisfaction is to live twice.
I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.
The only person with whom you have to compare yourself is you in the past.
“A person who doesn't learn from the past is an idiot, in my estimation.”
How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now.
Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.
You aren't your past, you are probability of your future.