Those who can forget the past are way ahead of the rest of us.
I shall not dwell in the past…
I shall not dread the present…
I shall not fear the Future…
For as Long as I live…
I shall only think of success.
The stranger thought it might be God himself had forgotten much from our pasts, events far distant, events of the same day. And if a thing is not in God’s mind, then what chance of it remaining in those of mortal men?
the oncoming night was filled with the mystery of unknown places and of distance, of things that happened long ago and happenings yet to com
Atonement was powerful; it was the lock on the door you closed against the past.
It is through your experience you find out who you really are and who you are is from finding your own experience who really defines you.
When people complain me that, they suffer a lot my answer will be the same forget your past, live with present and don’t wait for your future.
The past is a curious thing. It’s with you all the time. I suppose an hour never passes without your thinking of things that happened ten or twenty years ago, and yet most of the time it’s got no reality, it’s just a set of facts that you’ve learned, like a lot of stuff in a history book. Then some chance sight or sound or smell, especially smell, sets you going, and the past doesn’t merely come back to you, you’re actually IN the past. It was like that at this moment.
Past, I am letting you go; future, I will see you tomorrow; present, I love you, live in you, use you and never let you go.
I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself – my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong turns that have stacked unbearable regret upon my shoulders.