Steve Guttenberg Quotes

As I look back over my life, I've been an active person - obviously I was self-absorbed for a period of time.

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age-I and my book-casting backward glances over out travel'd road.

I wanted to write what I remembered to be true.

It's hard to watch something you've done many years ago.

I don't look at my films or my old drawings much, so that was an interesting way to kind of reconnect with myself a bit.

I'm in a position to look back at my life, and I realized there were a number of experiences that needed to be documented.

As years passed away I have formed the habit of looking back upon that former self as upon another person, the remembrance of whose emotions has been a solace in adversity and added zest to the enjoyment of prosperity.

It has been an ache and a joy both to look over this big shoulder of mine at all my yesterdays.

It is always nice to reflect on how one started.

I spend a lot of time in the future, But to help the future, sometimes you got to go back to the past, and sometimes you got to stay in the present.

If you gave me an hour in the day between '09 and '14, I could have told you exactly where I was and what I was doing.

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born (as I have been informed and believe) on a Friday, at twelve o’clock at night. It was remarked that the clock began to strike, and I began to cry, simultaneously.

I knew I was going to be composing. It all makes sense in retrospect. But you don't know while you're in the process of improvising your life.

I find my past in my present, and from these forecast my future.

It is long ere we discover how rich we are. Our history, we are sure, is quite tame: we have nothing to write, nothing to infer. But our wiser years still run back to the despised recollections of childhood. . . .

I look at the past and I see myself.

I still preserve those relics of past sufferings and experience, like pillars of witness set up in travelling through the valve of life, to mark particular occurrences. The footsteps are obliterated now; the face of the country may be changed; but the pillar is still there, to remind me how all things were when it was reared.

Like seeing a photograph of yourself as a child, encountering handwriting that you know was once yours but that now seems only dimly familiar can inspire a confrontation with the mystery of time.

Our lives can only be lived forward and understood backwards. Living a life and understanding it occupy different dimensions.

When I look at my life there are these streams, these things that have continuity from the fifties to now.

Memories were the markers of the journey through life. It was necessary to know where you had come from. Only then could you know where you were going.

You can't move forward until you look back.

My dad would always say, "When you look at a photo do you see yourself last?"

I've never really looked back.

You definitely pick stuff up when you go back and listen to older material.