You May Also Like / View all maxioms
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.
Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.
We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.
We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
The good of other times let people state;
I think it lucky I was born so late.
read more
The good of other times let people state;
I think it lucky I was born so late.
[Lat., Prisca juvent alios; ego me nunc denique natum Gratulor.]
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
read more
O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
These fatuous, ineffectual yesterdays.
Therefore Agathon rightly says: "Of this alone even God is
deprived, the power of making things that are past read more
Therefore Agathon rightly says: "Of this alone even God is
deprived, the power of making things that are past never to have
been."
