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When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.
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the-past
remembrance
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Margaret Atwood |
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When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You're your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too--leave them behind. You don't yet know about the habit they have, of coming back. Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you've been.
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youth
the-past
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Margaret Atwood |
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You can accept or reject the way you are treated by other people, but until you heal the wounds of your past, you will continue to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex, but eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories, and make peace with them
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wounds
the-past
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Iyanla Vanzant |
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Those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it.
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the-past
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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What we, or at any rate what I, refer to confidently as memory--meaning a moment, a scene, a fact that has been subjected to a fixative and thereby rescued from oblivion--is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling. Too many conflicting emotional interests are involved for life ever to be wholly acceptable, and possibly it is the work of the storyteller to rearrange things so that they conform to this end. In any case, in talking about the past we lie with every breath we draw.
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the-past
revisionism
revision
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William Maxwell |
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The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence
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past
historical-perspective
history-repeating-itself
human-perception
jared-wheat
past-and-future
the-past
historical
presence
perception
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T.S. Eliot |
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Every city is a ghost. New buildings rise upon the bones of the old so that each shiny steel bean, each tower of brick carries within it the memories of what has gone before, an architectural haunting. Sometimes you can catch a glimpse of these former incarnations in the awkward angle of a street or filigreed gate, an old oak door peeking out from a new facade, the plaque commemorating the spot that was once a battleground, which became a saloon and is now a park.
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hauntings
the-past
ghosts
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Libba Bray |
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It baffles me that people think that obliterating the past will save them from its consequences, as if throwing away the empty cake plate would help you lose weight.
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consequenses
the-past
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Timothy B. Tyson |
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Nothing helps a man to reform like thinking of the past with regret.
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the-past
regret
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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If a memory wasn't a thing but a memory of a memory of a memory, mirrors set in parallel, then what the brain told you now about what it claimed had happened then would be coloured by what had happened in between. It was like a country remembering its history: the past was never just the past, it was what made the present able to live with itself.
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the-past
memory
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Julian Barnes |
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The one plentiful herds of magazine writers would continue to be culled - by the Internet, by the recession, by the American public, who would rather watch TV or play video games or electronically inform friends that, like, 'rain sucks!' But there's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink.
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drinking
change
bar
electronic-software
the-public
the-recession
electronic-revolution
bourbon
new-age
electronics
the-future
video-games
the-internet
recession
tv
alcohol
the-past
electronic-books
americans
changes
technology
sarcasm
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Gillian Flynn |
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She said once that time is nothing to me but a series of bookmarks that I use to jump back and forth through the text of my life, returning again and again to the events that mark me in the eyes of my more astute colleagues, as bearing all the characteristics of the classic melancholic.
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mourning
grief
depression
family
friendship
professional
the-past
melancholy
reflection
regret
remember
dead
sad
lost
mental-illness
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Dennis Lehane |
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in these shitty plastic days ...
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loss
change
a-new-era
a-new-world
electronic-revolution
the-good-days-are-gone
new-age
stuck-in-a-rut
life-sucks
plastic
the-past
the-world
fake
changes
destruction
human-nature
technology
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Gillian Flynn |
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A long time ago someone told me that a story will tell itself, when it's ready.
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the-past
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Jodi Picoult |
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Everything you've done, everything you've seen, everything you've become, remains. You never can go back, only forward, and if you don't bring the whole of yourself with you, you'll never see the sun again,
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the-future
the-past
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Michael Marshall Smith |
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Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real. The events that cause them can never be forgotten, can they?
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the-past
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Cormac McCarthy |
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Perhaps you need to look back before you can move ahead.
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the-past-looking-to-the-future
the-past
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Alan Brennert |
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"I am seeking to rescue the poor stockinger, the Luddite cropper, the "obsolete" hand-loom weaver, the "utopian" artisan, and even the deluded follower of Joanna Southcott, from the enormous condescension of posterity. Their crafts and traditions may have been dying. Their hostility to the new industrialism may have been backward-looking. Their communitarian ideals may have been fantasies. Their insurrectionary conspiracies may have been foolhardy. But they lived through these times of acute social disturbance, and we did not. Their aspirations were valid in terms of their own experience..."
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social-history
the-past
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E.P. Thompson |
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My dear, you never will understand time, will you? You're always trying to be the things you were, instead of the person you are tonight. Why do you save those ticket stubs and theater programs? They'll only hurt you later. Throw them away, my dear.
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possessions
the-past
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Ray Bradbury |
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"Uh, Miss Carlson," I said, standing at her desk after everybody else had gone on to their next class, "somebody told me you went to that guy's funeral the one the highway patrol shot." "Yes," SHe said. "I did." She didn't look like she was mad at me about it. She had real long eyelashes. I bet she was good-looking when she was young. "Was he a relative or something?" That was what I was afraid of. "No. Not even a friend really." She paused, like she was hunting for the right words. Finally she said, "I read a book once that ended with the words 'the incommunicable past' You can only share the past with someone who's shared it with you. So I can't explain to you what Mark was to me, exactly. I knew him a long time ago."
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quoting-books
the-past
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S.E. Hinton |
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I am not where I need to be, but, thank God, I am not where I used to be.
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faith
growing
healing-abuse
healing-the-past
healing
the-past
growth
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Joyce Meyer |
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It turns out that sharing the past with someone is different from reliving it when you're alone. It feels less like a wound and more like a poultice.
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healing
the-past
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Jodi Picoult |
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It was a wonderful time to be alive, or even dead.
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life
the-past
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Billy Collins |
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That was your past, Michelle. You can't live in the past. Sure you can, Sean. If you're not too thrilled with your future.
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king-maxwell
michelle-maxwell
sean-king
the-future
the-past
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David Baldacci |
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"She lay awake for many hours into the night, among her trunks and trinkets. She glanced over at the neat stacks of materials and toys and opera plumes and said, aloud, "Does it really belong to me?" Or was it the elaborate trick of an old lady convincing herself that she had a past? After all, once a time was over, it was done. You were always in the present. She may have been a girl once, but was not now. Her childhood was gone and nothing could fetch it back."
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the-present-moment
the-past
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Ray Bradbury |
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Of course we live in dreams and by dreams, and even in a disciplined spiritual life, in some ways especially there, it is hard to distinguish dream from reality. In ordinary human affairs humble common sense comes to one's aid. For most people common sense moral sense. But you seem to have deliberately excluded this modest source of light. Ask yourself, what really happened between whom all those years ago? You've made it into a story, and stories are false.
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story
reality
the-sea-the-sea
iris-murdoch
the-past
meta
memory
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Iris Murdoch |
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My younger self had come back to shock my older self with what that self had been, or was, or was sometimes capable of being. And only recently I'd been going on about how the witnesses to our lives decrease, and with them our essential corroboration. Now I had some all too unwelcome corroboration of what I was, or had been.
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identity
former-self
the-sense-of-an-ending
julian-barnes
the-past
self
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Julian Barnes |
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We can never go back again, that much is certain. The past is still too close to us. The things we have tried to forget and put behind us would stir again,
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the-past
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Daphne du Maurier |
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Back in 'my day'--though I didn't claim ownership of it at the time, still less do I now . . .
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the-sense-of-an-ending
julian-barnes
the-past
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Julian Barnes |
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Unless we do something about the past, she thought, then it will weigh us down to such an extent that we simply cannot move. Is that what I want?
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the-past
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Alexander McCall Smith |
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The reunion, she decided, was an unnecessary and stressful complication to life. We did not need to reheat cold dishes from the past.
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letting-to
class-reunion
the-past
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Alexander McCall Smith |
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I thought--at some level of my being, I actually thought--that I could go back to the beginning and change things. That I could make the blood flow backwards. I had the vanity to imagine--even if I didn't put it more strongly than this--that I could make Veronica like me again, and that it was important to do so.
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irrevocable
the-sense-of-an-ending
julian-barnes
the-past
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Julian Barnes |