Isabelle Huppert Quotes

What was once underground is now coming to the surface.

I like to spend time in the past, with the things that have been important to me.

I keep a diary when I have time to. I always know that I'm either having a great time or I'm very busy when there are three weeks of nothing in my diary. But I like to look back because in ten years to the day I can know where I was and what I was doing, and that's a nice feeling.

When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love were not yet born.

Every man is obsessed by the memories of his own youth.

…she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.

I was listening to this Adele song, where she's like, "When we were young..." I was like, "You're 27. Are you kidding me?

You read the past in some old faces.

Every man who has lived for fifty years has buried a whole world or even two; he has grown used to its disappearance and accustomed to the new scenery of another act: but suddenly the names and faces of a time long dead appear more and more often on his way, calling up series of shades and pictures kept somewhere, "just in case," in the endless catacombs of the memory, making him smile or sigh, and sometimes almost weep.

The years go by. The time, it does fly. Every single second is a moment in time that passes. And it seems like nothing - but when you're looking back ... well, it amounts to everything.

Of all sound of all bells... most solemn and touching is the peal which rings out the Old Year.

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels. Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields.

The thought of our past years in me doth breed perpetual benedictions.

I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and of people who will see a world that I shall never know.

I don't know where the time went. I sure have enjoyed it.

You're always looking at last year, or 10 years ago, or your school days, or your teenage years, your formative years. Because that's exactly what they are, they're your formative years.

Some secrets can't be kept too long. No matter how hard you try to hide them, sooner or later they scurry out from your cupboards, cockroaches on the run.

I've looked in the mirror every day for 20 years. It's the same face.

There were years of that stuff that will never leave me. Never. When the bus turned a million miles - that's a lot of traveling. It's really cool to think about. I'm blessed to have traveled a million miles on a tour bus.

It's hard to tell our good luck sometimes. Hard to tell sometimes for many years to come. And most of us have wept copious tears over someone or something, when if we'd understood the situation better, we might have celebrated our good fortune insteadOne can never change the past, only the hold it has on you and while nothing in your life is reversible, you can reverse it nevertheless.

I realized then that a man who had lived only one day could easily live for a hundred years in prison. He would have enough memories to keep him from being bored

Sometimes it's better not to look back.

I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.

For they might be parted for hundreds of years, she and Peter; she never wrote a letter and his were dry sticks; but suddenly it would come over her, If he were with me now what would he say? --some days, some sights bringing him back to her calmly, without the old bitterness; which perhaps was the reward of having cared for people; they came back in the middle of St. James's Park on a fine morning--indeed they did.

Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards 10 years later.