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Thursday, 28 August 2008
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"None speak of the bravery, the might, or the intellect of Jesus; but the devil is always imagined as a being of acute intellect, political cunning, and the fiercest courage. These universal and instinctive tendencies of the human mind reveal much." (Child, Lydia M. - Jesus Christ)

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A lot of people go through life like they are rowing a boat. They look at where they have been (the PAST) rather than where they are going (the FUTURE).
A safe but sometimes chilly way of recalling the past is to force open a crammed drawer. If you are searching for anything in particular you don't find it, but something falls out at the back that is often more interesting.
All the king's horses and all the king's men can't put the past together again. So let's remember: Don't try to saw sawdust.
Always look at what you have left. Never look at what you have lost.
Antiquities are history defaced, or some remnants of history which have casually escaped the shipwreck of time.
As lousy as things are now, tomorrow they will be somebody's good old days.
Because men really respect only that which was founded of old and has developed slowly, he who wants to live on after his death must take care not only of his posterity but even more of his past.
Clogged with yesterday's excess, the body drags the mind down with it.
Don't brood on the past, but don't forget it either.
Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.
Every man is his own ancestor, and every man his own heir. He devises his own fortune, and he inherits his own past.
Fearfulness, contrary to all other vices, maketh a man think the better of another, the worse of himself.
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,
I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.
I never look back, I look forward.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
If the only new thing we have to offer is an improved version of the past, then today can only be inferior to yesterday. Hypnotized by images of the past, we risk losing all capacity for creative change.
If the past cannot teach the present and the father cannot teach the son, then history need not have bothered to go on, and the world has wasted a great deal of time.
If you are carrying strong feelings about something that happened in your past, they may hinder your ability to live in the present.
If you look back too much, you will soon be headed that way
If you must cry over spilled milk then please try to condense it
If you're going to be able to look back on something and laugh about it, you might as well laugh about it now.
If you're still hanging onto a dead dream of yesterday, laying flowers on its grave by the hour, you cannot be planting the seeds for a new dream to grow today.
In the maxim of the past you cannot go anywhere.
It is not the literal past that rules us, save, possibly, in a biological sense. It is images of the past. Each new historical era mirrors itself in the picture and active mythology of its past or of a past borrowed from other cultures. It tests its sense of identity, of regress or new achievement against that past.
It is not the literal past, the facts of history, that shape us, but images of the past embodied in language.
It is one thing to learn about the past; it is another to wallow in it.
It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.
It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the past.
It's very expressive of myself. I just lump everything in a great heap which I have labeled the past, and, having thus emptied this deep reservoir that was once myself, I am ready to continue.
Living in the past has one thing going for it; it's cheaper!
Look back, and smile at perils past.
Look to the past for guidance into the future.
Losers live in the past. Winners learn from the past and enjoy working in the present toward the future.
Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with him.
Many are always praising the by-gone time, for it is natural that the old should extol the days of their youth; the weak, the time of their strength; the sick, the season of their vigor; and the disappointed, the spring-tide of their hopes.
May you look back on the past with as much pleasure as you look forward to the future.
Mr. Meant-to has a friend, his name is Didn't-Do. Have you met them? They live together in a house called Never-Win. And I am told that it is haunted by the Ghost of Might-have-Been.
Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Nothing changes more constantly than the past; for the past that influences our lives does not consist of what actually happened, but of what men believe happened.
Nothing is as new as something which as been long forgotten.
Nothing is improbable until it moves into past tense.
One must always maintain one's connection to the past and yet ceaselessly pull away from it. To remain in touch with the past requires a love of memory. To remain in touch with the past requires a constant imaginative effort.
One's past is what one is. It is the only way by which people should be judged.
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it.
Posterity will pay everyone their due.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Some are so very studious of learning what was done by the ancients that they know not how to live with the moderns.
Study the past if you would divine the future.
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
The beauty of the past is that it is the past. The beauty of the now is to know it. The beauty of the future is to see where one is going.
The destruction of the past is perhaps the greatest of all crimes.
The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.
The free world must not prove itself worthy of its own past.
The function of posterity is to look after itself.
The good of other times let people state; I think it lucky I was born so late.
-- Ovid | Past
The historian looks backward. In the end he also believes backward.
The investor of today does not profit from yesterday's growth.
The moments of the past do not remain still; they retain in our memory the motion which drew them towards the future, towards a future which has itself become the past, and draw us on in their train.
The next day is never so good as the day before.
The Past -- the dark unfathomed retrospect! The teeming gulf --the sleepers and the shadows! The past! the infinite greatness of the past! For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past?
The past always looks better than it was because it isn't here.
The past but lives in written words: a thousand ages were blank if books had not evoked their ghosts, and kept the pale unbodied shades to warn us from fleshless lips.
The past does not equal the future.
The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
The past is all holy to us; the dead are all holy; even they that were wicked when alive.
The past is at least secure.
The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.
The past is prophetic in that it asserts loudly that wars are poor chisels for carving out peaceful tomorrows.
The past is the only dead thing that smells sweet.
The past itself, as historical change continues to accelerate, has become the most surreal of subjects --making it possible... to see a new beauty in what is vanishing.
The past should be a springboard, not a hammock.
The past, though it cannot be relived, can always be repaired.
The people who get into trouble in our company are those who carry around the anchor of the past.
The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect was already in the cause.