Live out of your imagination, not your history.
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When you shoot for the stars, you can't ever look back.
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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 ascendancy over men's minds of the ruins of the stupendous past, the past of history, legend and myth, at once factual and fantastic, stretching back and back into ages that can but be surmised, is half-mystical in basis. The intoxication, at once so heady and so devout, is not the romantic melancholy engendered by broken towers and mouldered stones; it is the soaring of the imagination into the high empyrean where huge episodes are tangled with myths and dreams; it is the stunning impact of world history on its amazed heirs.
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In history, truth should be held sacred, at whatever cost... Especially against the narrow and futile patriotism, which, instead of pressing forward in pursuit of truth, takes pride in walking backwards to cover the slightest nakedness of our forefathers.
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We perceive, as from a great distance, a thousand years filled with dim shapes of men moving blindly, performing strangely, in an unreal shadowy world.
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He was the same as everyone else: he carried his past inside him. There was no escape from it. No matter how hard you push it down, the truth always comes to the surface.
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History can only hurt us if we let it.
Who knows what's for true once a time is past? There's no way to prove how something was that's gone. And if a time is gone, what does it matter? It's all rain into rivers now.
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History isn't all fact--it's just the story the victors tell to keep themselves in power. And it's been a slow revision. The more time passes, the easier it becomes to reinvent the past.
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I now know how your angercame from skeletonsthat rattled in your heartand you couldn't escape them.
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I didn't know the demonsthat walked across your memory. They came from the dustwhen you were at peacein your grave.
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.. Before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away..
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- I believe in unlimited discovery and achievement.- I believe that dreams can become reality.- I believe in true love.- I believe in kindness and intelligence.- I trust life, regardless.
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The nostalgia of a moment's love can be an illusionary precipice from which we fall from truth; in heartbreak, what we escape to in the past is what tortures us in the present.
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New and beautiful things can grow in your life. But, only if you give it room and let go of the past.
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The past is set down in a thousand thousand indelible scrolls. But the future is a blank parchment forever in wait of a present.
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Sometimes it's more painful to draw to mind the good times
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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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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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.. How time packs new years over the old ones but how those old years are still in there, like the earliest, tightest rings centering a tree, the most hidden, enclosed in darkness and shielded from weather. But then a saw screams in and the tree topples and the circles are stricken by the sun and the sap glistens and the stump is laid open for the world to see.
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I am not in love with him, I am in love with ghosts. So is he, he's in love with ghosts.
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How sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
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The past is for learning from and letting go. You can't revisit it. It vanishes.
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