Past Burden Quotes

We carry our past with us, to wit, the primitive and inferior man with his desires and emotions, and it is only with an enormous effort that we can detach ourselves from this burden. If it comes to a neurosis, we invariably have to deal with a considerably intensified shadow.

My burden is my past as a TV star. But, you know, pasts cannot be a life sentence.

If you could not accept the past and its burden there was no future, for without one there cannot be the other.

How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?

The past is a life sentence, a blunt instrument aimed at tomorrow.

Shall we never, never get rid of this Past? It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body

For some, the past is a chain, each day a link, raveling backward to one ringbolt or another, in one dark place or another, and tomorrow is a slave to yesterday.

Live the present intensely and fully, do not let the past be a burden, and let the future be an incentive. Each person forges his or her own destiny.

I know the past will drag you backward and down, have you snatching at whispers of wind and the gibberish of trees rubbing together, trying to decipher some code, trying to piece together what was broken. It's hopeless. The past is nothing but a weight. It will build inside you like a stone.

Carrying the past in to the present, we program the future to continue the past. Letting go the past in the present, we free the future to be something else.

The history of humanity is not a hotel where someone can rent a room whenever it suits him; nor is it a vehicle which we board or get out of at random. Our past will be for us a burden beneath which we can only collapse for as long as we refuse to understand the present and fight for a better future. Only then — but from that moment on — will the burden become a blessing, that is, a weapon in the battle for freedom.

Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.

The world is weary of the past, Oh, might it die or rest at last!