The past cannot remember the past. The future can't generate the future. The cutting edge of the instant right here and now is always nothing less than the totality of everything there is.
The life of a plural wife, she'd found, was a life lived under constant comparison, a life spent wondering. Sitting across from her sister-wives at Sunday dinner, the platters and serving dishes floating past like hovercraft, the questions were almost inescapable; Who of us is the most happy? Which of us is his one true love? Who does he desire the most?
A writer is in danger of allowing his talent to dull who lets more than a year go past without finding himself in his rightful place of composition, the small single unluxurious retreat of the twentieth century, the hotel bedroom.
The opposite of esprit d'escalier is the way that life's embarrassments come back to haunt us even after they're long past. I could remember every stupid thing I'd ever said or done, recall them with picture-perfect clarity. Any time I was feeling low, I'd naturally start to remember other times I felt that way, a hit parade of humiliations coming one after another to my mind.
The past is an anchor with suffering written on the rope. I don't live there now. I am cutting myself free.
My conception around being a woman in 2016 has definitely been shifting over the past year, because I feel like I'm proud of womanhood, and I feel attached to it, and at the same time I'm someone who doesn't believe in having a gender binary, and so often times I separate those two concepts in my mind - the concept of being a woman and the concept of being a girl or being female, being kind of attached to a certain gender identity.
Rivalry causes us to overemphasize old opportunities and slavishly copy what has worked in the past.
Usually, people have a tendency to be caught in the worries concerning the future or in the regret concerning the past. There is some kind of energy that is pushing them to run, and they are not able to establish themselves in the present moment.
Innovation is often the ability to reach into the past and bring back what is good, what is beautiful, what is useful, what is lasting.
To create a past that seemed authentic but would be a fiction, you need an invented language.
Carrying the past in to the present, we program the future to continue the past. Letting go the past in the present, we free the future to be something else.
Make-believe colors the past with innocent distortion, and it swirls ahead of us in a thousand ways - in science, in politics, in every bold intention.
Although the world places a premium on the latest things, some realities are discovered by looking into the past.
Do not regret the past. Look to the future.
To rectify past blunders is impossible, but we might profit by the experience of them.
How are we going to see what's ahead of us and move forward, if all we can see is the past? Not forget. This is how I survived: I tried to focus on the things I can change. All I can do right now is try to become the best person I can.
Some positive persisting fops we know, Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so; But you with pleasure own your errors past, And make each day a critique on the last.
the voices of our ancestors telling of our glorious past, our culture, and what it means to be an Indian.
Why doesn't the past decently bury itself, instead of sitting waiting to be admired by the present?
But, as Einstein once said, “For we convinced physicists, the distinction between past, present, and future is only an illusion, however persistent. ”5