I am who I am today because of the choices I made yesterday.
The past beats inside me like a second heart.
The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind.
The past is always tense, the future perfect.
When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.
The past is never where you think you left it.
Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.
You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.