Best 66 quotes in «past and future quotes» category

A peep into the future, gives us a reflection of the past, and a picture of the present

Although I am no longer caught in the past, the future seems like a ridiculous thing to me. Try to catch it, hold it in your hand. It disappears every time.

Be excited for each new day. Sometimes hurt from our past, try to make its way into the start of a new day. We cannot live the past, only in our minds, so let go, no matter how hurtful. God wants us all to live in abundance, glorifying his love and our love for others. This day is a brand new day, a God given gift.

Forgiveness is a virtue of beauty. You learn to see a person no longer defined by a past but one that has re-created itself anew.

Find your bones. Believe in what you are.

Forgiveness is a skill gained by those willing to change.

Control is an illusion that you must give up.

Don’t dwell in the past. You may miss the opportunity to enter the door of the future.

He may actually have been existing in the past and approximating a conceivable future, which brought even the assumption of his immediate perceptions as being in the present into doubt. And thus, he couldn’t—beyond a hint of skepticism—say that he truly existed right now and in this moment, but instead it seemed more rational to assume that he simply existed and nothing more.

From inside the tavern came the sounds of a fiddle being tuned, various plucks and tentative bowings, then a slow and groping attempt at Aura Lee, interrupted every few notes by unplanned squeaks and howls. Nevertheless the beautiful and familiar tune was impervious to poor performance, and Inman thought how painfully young it sounded, as if the pattern of its notes allowed no room to imagine a future clouded and tangled and diminished.

He was acutely aware then that he was closer to his future than he was with the memories of his past.

He wanted to leave the past a few hundred miles down the road, shake it off like dust. But that ws the problem with the past. It kept finding him.

If the Party could thrust its hand into the past and say of this or that event, it never happened—that, surely, was more terrifying than mere torture and death?...But where did that knowledge exist? Only in his consciousness, which in any case must soon be annihilated...'Who controls the past,' ran the Party slogan,'controls the future:who controls the present controls the past.'...All that was needed was a series of victories over your own memory.

I am not the #Prisoner of my #Past neither the #Slave for my #Future !!

If you can be very impartial in analysing your own past, then you will have a much better future!

If you don’t have a history, then you can’t have a future.

If you cannot remember your dreams, then you cannot find the good things.

If you take society’s definition of knowing oneself, you will become lost in the many translations.

If you impregnate your thoughts with luscious lights, the future will be brighter than the past.

If you go ahead, if you keep running, wherever you run you will meet danger and evil, for it drives you, it chooses the way you go. You must choose. You must seek what seeks you. You must hunt the hunter...A man would know the end he goes to, but he cannot know it if he does not turn, and return to his beginning, and hold that beginning in his being. If he would not be a stick whirled and whelmed in the stream, he must be the stream itself, all of it, from its spring to its sinking in the sea.

In the Past, People who had been repeating the same words from back then will make you understand. That's your weakness, causing Severe painful memories you had encountered back in the Past. In the future, say something different YOU haven't said before from the past to the present. That's their weakness, and the Past isn't useless, study it and it will shape your Future.

In their quest for the "real moment" some expect to grab hold of the singular instant that feels like a journey between the past and the future, between the land they know and a land they don't know. In their pursuit they hope to encounter that 'genuine' moment, that frail child of the fleeting time that leaves a scar in the memory.

I have lived a long time and I have learned that one must forgive oneself the past or else the journey into the the future becomes unbearable.

It is not so much about fighting against the ego; it is more about harmonizing with it.

Man is a nostalgic animal. The whole of his past pulls him. Man is a hopeful animal, that very past was once his future too.

Ludlow put a hand on his arm. "A friend of mine used to say, 'You cannot change the past, but every moment is an opportunity to change your future.

It seems sometimes that we get so caught up in missing the past, or looking forward to the future, that we forget that this, right here and now, was once the days we longed for and will soon be the ones we miss.

Look back to move beyond and that is what is the present - it incorporates both the past and the future.

Moonless nights haunt me. They evoke remembrances of a carefree life when I dreamed without doubt to what my future could be. I yearn for a time when my mother’s tree swayed beneath the dusk like an amber sea, but the past is locked without a key. Never to return—only flee

Maybe you think a lot about the past, when you haven't got much future in front of you.

Moonless nights haunt me. They evoke my once carefree life when I dreamed without doubt to what my future could be. I yearn for a time when my mother’s tree swayed beneath the dusk like an amber sea, but the past is locked without a key. Never to return—only flee.

Now, what about that chocolate?" It is my recipe, and yet it is not quite familiar. A little less sugar, a little more vanilla, or cardamom, or maybe turmeric. In any case, it is sweet and good, and it smells of other places, of wonderful things to discover. But it also smells of home; of the scent of fig leaves in the sun, and Armande's peaches cooking. It smells of moonlight on the Tannes, and the scent of Roux's tattooed skin against mine. It smells of the past and the future, and suddenly I realize that I am no longer afraid of anything that future may bring. The hole in the world has somehow been filled. I am whole again, and free.

Never look back; you may only find what you left or let you go.

My shamans have read the sands. They have learned much of your future. (...)’ Gamet was scowling. ‘I do not wish to offend, Warchief, but I hold little faith in divination. No mortal—no god—can say we are doomed, or destined. The future remains unknown, the one thing we cannot force a pattern upon.’ (...) ‘Do you not see patterns in history, Fist? Are you blind to the cycles we all suffer through? Look upon this desert, this wasteland you cross. Yours is not the first empire that would claim it. And what of the tribes? Before the Khundryl, before the Kherahn Dhobri and the Tregyn, there were the Sanid, and the Oruth, and before them there were others whose names have vanished. Look upon the ruined cities, the old roads. The past is all patterns, and those patterns remain beneath our feet, even as the stars above reveal their own patterns—for the stars we gaze upon each night are naught but an illusion from the past.’ He raised the jug again and studied it for a moment. ‘Thus, the past lies beneath and above the present, Fist. This is the truth my shamans embrace, the bones upon which the future clings like muscle.

New York has a way of forgetting you.

Surrendering is not giving up--it is gaining strength.

Our future is just a past yet to arrive, our past a future come and gone.

So here is what actually happened, what happens still: the scene on its parallel track to now, to me: linear and constant, never passing into the past, never speeding into the future.

Revision and prediction seem like wastes of time. As much as I'd like to have a handle on the past and future, the moment I live in is the one I have. Here is how the moment instructs me: clouds float in front of the moon's face, lights flicker in the carved heads of pumpkins, leaves rise in the wind at random, saints go nameless, love comforts, souls sing beyond the reach of bodies.

Sometimes the past can be painful and full of terrible things. However it affected you, the important thing is that you're here now. Focus on healing and your future, because you can definitely have and deserve a good one, just as much as anyone else. I know it's easier said than done, but I like to remind people that they are worthy and can recover from things such as trauma, even if it's a difficult, long process.

Taking care of yourself will take care of more than yourself.

Thank you to my past oppressors. The scars you left behind taught me to view pain differently...

The distant past is always beautiful, and the future is a dance of fear and fortune.

The challenge is to draw on the past but not be bound by it" p. 20

The past is the past, you cant change it. All you can do is look forward to the future.

The Loser always fall in love with the past, the fool always fall in love with the future and the winner always fall in love with the present.

The past is never dead. It's not even past; if it were there would be no grief or sorrow.

The past never quite disappeared, did it? Folks usually thought time moved forward, starting on the left and riding a right-pointing arrow into the future. Ruby didn't believe that. The future twisted uncertain, a shapeless dream, but the past - the past was set. It cast evidence behind it, photos and letters and bones, piling up in hidden places, waiting for the chance to spill out. An avalanche. A burial. The past consumed the future, always.

The past is somewhere we can walk with our memories Never with our footsteps

The present defines the future. The future builds on the foundation of the past.