The past is not simply the past, but a prism through which the subject filters his own changing self-image.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present.
In reality, the past is preserved by itself automatically.
The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend you remember.
The past is malleable and flexible, changing as our recollection interprets and re-explains what has happened.
The sense of one's past is so strong and forms our sense of self so strongly, it will always fascinate, elude and confuse me.
The past itself, as historical change continues to accelerate, has become the most surreal of subjects - making it possible... to see a new beauty in what is vanishing.
What was past was past. I suppose that was the general attitude.
The past is what the past is.
The beauty of the past belongs to the past.
The past is where its supposed to be.