Erica Durance Quotes

So I said I wanted you to stay, even though nothing could stay the same.

Anytime you’re gonna grow, you’re gonna lose something. You’re losing what you’re hanging onto to keep safe. You’re losing habits that you’re comfortable with, you’re losing familiarity.

Change can be good but its always tough to let go of the past

I don't harp on what I could change about the past, because I can't go back and change it. But definitely a lot of things I would change.

The past is a great place and I don't want to erase it or to regret it, but I don't want to be its prisoner either.

You can't really go back to where you came from. I don't think any of us can.

Like everyone else, I want to go on dancing forever, but I know the day is going to come when I will have to be doing something else.

If I've learned one thing in life, it's you can never go back.

Good-byes are hard, but life is about changes.

I tend not to look back. It's confusing.

No graduation speaker will ever tell you that the future is anything but uncertain. It never is. But graduations need not only be obsessed with looking ahead; a graduation can be a day on which we turn back and trace our steps to see how we ended up where we are.

Your past is something you cannot change. You can't live it; it's dead.

Sometimes change is good. Although I didn't want to leave.

It is this compulsion to look backwards at a time of crisis because one's got no idea of what lies ahead. There is a notion of security that somehow it must resemble the past. It's never going to. Just because we muddled through in the past doesn't mean we can automatically muddle through in the future.

I used to be.

Certainly, there were tough times, but no, you can't go back and change it. So, why dwell on it?

Life is change.

You can't go back and alter the past.

One cannot afford to be nostalgic about the past and cling onto it.

You simply cannot change what has happened in the past.

I only felt a cold wind blow while I tried to hang on to the past.

My house says to me, "do not leave me, for here dwells your past." And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I am your future." And I say to both my house and the road, "I have no past, nor have I a future. If I stay here, there is a going in my staying; and if I go there is a staying in my going. Only love and death change all things."

We cannot go backward,' Marco says. 'A great deal is not how it used to be.

Life moves forward. The old leaves wither, die and fall away, and the new growth extends forward into the light.

Change was as much about loss as gain, about giving something up even as you reached for something new or different. The world was opening up, not closing in.