Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.

My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. We possess nothing certainly except the past.

When you are alone and too tired even to turn on any of your devices, you let yourself linger in a past stacked among your pillows.

I just find that there's something about looking back on interviews, whether for purposes of remembering what I said about something or if it's for posterity when I'm 75.

I do enjoy thinking about the past.

Memory is the best of all gardens. Therein, winter and summer, the seeds of their past lie dormant, ready to spring into instant bloom at any moment the mind wishes to bring them to life.

We all have appointments with the past.

The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.

I am interested in the past. Perhaps one of the reasons is we cannot make, cannot change the past. I mean you can hardly unmake the present. But the past after all is merely to say a memory, a dream. You know my own past seems continually changed when I am remembering it, or reading things that are interesting to me.

But standing in that hallway, it was all coming back to me. Memories were waiting at the edges of things, beckoning to me.

[Memory] is a passion no less powerful or pervasive than love. It is [the ability] to live in more than one world, to prevent the past from fading, and to call upon the future to illuminate it.

I am not a historian. I am a writer obsessed with remembering, with remembering the past

The Past, being in the mode of memory, is closed, inalienable, and irreparable.

Remembrance of things past.

Having lost our present and our future, we had of necessity to bend all our endeavors to the past, which no one could take from us if only we were vigilant enough.

Call us the future from your past.

It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.

I hate looking backward, but every once in a while it sneaks up on you.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

There is no fence nor hedge round time that is gone. You can go back and have what you like of it if you can remember.

In this world, where everything happens so fast, it's hard to sit back, take the time and contemplate.

Memories are the key not to the past, but to the future.

I don't really look into the past too much.

Everyone has ways of trying to find a way to memorise our past. There's something very poetic about that.

A lot of times as an actor you watch a film it's like thumbing through a photo book from your past. It's people you haven't seen in a while, there are people that have passed away, and there are people you owe phone calls to.