For the innocent, the past may hold a reward, but for the treacherous it's only a matter of time before the past delivers what they truly deserve.

Big events, small, mundane moments of the day–it doesn’t matter; the past will find a way to squeeze into the present–if you let it.

Sometimes we hold on to the good and the better for a very long time that we don't even know when we allowed the best to slip away from our hands.

It’s unpleasant magic, the kind that darkens the senses, the kind no one wants to experience, but once in a lifetime might not be able to avoid.

Widzę przeszłość wyraźniej niż teraźniejszość. Przecież to, co jest nabiera sensu dopiero, gdy minie.

I dream of a morning when Filipinos can wake up from the centuries-long sleep that took them from their past and denied them their destiny as a people.

A long-standing commitment to living in the present—because screw the past. She was a done deal. And screw the future cuz she was a fickle bitch.

Don't you be thinking,' she says, 'on things that are done and can't be changed. All right, dear girl? You think of the time to come.

Even if you time travel your past, it can't be changed, likewise you can't possibly change your future, it is always the present which matters.

Contrary to popular belief: Knowing where you are from will not really tell you where you are going. It will merely tell you why you are where you are.

To know our refuse is to know ourselves. We mark our own trail from past to present with what we've used and consumed, fondled, rejected, outgrown.

My information is based on yesterday’s newspaper. But that’s OK, because I’m living in the past. It’s always two days ago to me.

I've learned it does not do well to dwell on the past. You cannot change it. you can revisit it, you can remember it, but it simply will not change!

The past marks on your slate only live on in your memory, if you allow them to remain. They can't affect your future if they're no longer there.

By living exclusively for the present, we let ourselves be hemmed in by an ocean of death. Conversely, by reviving the past, we enlarge our living space.