Are we slaves of our pasts? or can we rise above it?

We need falsifications to make the past inhabitable.

The present grows within the boundaries of the past.

Memories carry thoughts through the passage of time.

The past influences everything and dictates nothing.

They march into the future to the rhythm of the past.

You can only predict things after they have happened.

There is no real way to deal with everything we lose.

The past was filling the room like a tide of whispers.

Learn from the past, but don’t live in the past.

Everyone has their invisible cloak of all things past.

But for now, the future, like the past, means nothing.

Let your past be your spring-board, not your quicksand.

Don't ask about my past. And never expect a future.

You can never forget the past unless you face up to it.