Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.
When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.
Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.
The past is always tense, the future perfect.
The past is never where you think you left it.
I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.
Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.
The past beats inside me like a second heart.
The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind.
Forgiveness means letting go of the past.
I know of no way of judging the future but by the past.
Most men pursue pleasure with such breathless haste that they hurry past it.
Youβre just another story I canβt tell anymore.
I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can you believe it? We were so intimate once upon a time I can't believe it now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody. We were so intimate I could puke. I can't imagine ever being that intimate with somebody else. I haven't been.
We are not held back by the love we didn't receive in the past, but by the love we're not extending in the present.
Gratitude looks to the Past and love to the Present; fear, avarice, lust, and ambition look ahead.
Frustration and Love canβt exist in the same place at the same time, so get real and start doing what you would rather be doing in life. Love your life. All of it. Even the heavy shit that happened to you when you were 8. All of it was and IS perfect.
I just don't see why the past has to matter.
