The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody's guess.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present.
One faces the future with one's past.
For every minute, the future is becoming the past.
The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.
I don't think the human mind can comprehend the past and the future. They are both just illusions that can manipulate you into thinking theres some kind of change.
The past is really almost as much a work of the imagination as the future.
If the future, as imagined in literature, is really the present taken to extremes, then the past is also the present, but boiled down.
People don't realize that now is all there ever is; there is no past or future except as memory or anticipation in your mind.
The past is a ghost, the future a dream, and all we ever have is now.