Adelaide Anne Procter Quotes

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.

There is a past which is gone forever, but there is a future which is still our own.

I always felt like something bigger was waiting for me out there.

The discontented believe that their regrets are about the past.

The way you remember the past depends upon your hope for the future. And if what you see in your future has no hope, it has no potential, then you view the past that brought you to here as not very good.

There are many things that I feel I have missed out on.

But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

Indy, I have lots of great memories from there, and probably the part of me that doesn't feel quite as longing for it is that there is still a chance that I could do it again. It's not gone.

Fiction gives us the second chances that life denies us.

What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.

Life's missed opportunities, at the end, may seem more poignant to us than those we embraced - because in our imagination they have a perfection that reality can never rival.

What is past cannot be rewritten, but it is within our power to rewrite the future.

I was the future once.

We hope for the future, then we reach for the past.

They say that Hope is happiness But genuine Love must prize the past; And Mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless: They rose first -- they set the last. And all that mem'ry loves the most Was once our only hope to be: And all that hope adored and lost Hath melted into memory. Alas! It is delusion all-- The future cheats us from afar: Nor can we be what we recall, Nor dare we think on what we are.

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.

Ah, tell me not that memory sheds gladness o'er the past, what is recalled by faded flowers, save that they did not last?

We all look for lost time.

I spent my whole childhood wishing I were older and now I'm spending my adulthood wishing I were younger.

We might have been - these are but common words, and yet they make the sum of life's bewailing.

If you were falling in love and you could go back in time and relive a day and see the banal things you did that you'd forgotten about, you'd weep, looking at that day.

I don't think I gave 'Wings' its due. I was young. I wanted to light the world on fire.

The moon I see now is the same moon I saw before. Except that before, when I looked at it, it was in anticipation of what it would be like when I got there. That's behind me now.

Nothing prevents happiness like the memory of happiness.