Evelyn Waugh Quotes

The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.

The past is more than a memory.

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

History takes time... History makes memory.

The past is always knocking at the door, trying to break through into today.

He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery lessons, and in which Amaranta had played Chinese checkers with Colonel Gerineldo Marquez, and in which Amarana Ursula had sewn the tiny clothing for the child, and in that flash of lucidity he became aware that he was unable to bear in his soul the crushing weight of so much past.

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

The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.

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.

The past is not a package one can lay away.

The Past -- the dark unfathomed retrospect! The teeming gulf --the sleepers and the shadows! The past! the infinite greatness of the past! For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past?

These memories, which are my life--for we possess nothing certainly except the past--were always with me.

The past is the luxury of proprietors.

Keep all special thoughts and memories for lifetimes to come. Share these keepsakes with others to inspire hope and build from the past, which can bridge to the future.

Sometimes the past seems too big for the present to hold.

It takes only a few seconds to make history new again.

Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.

The past is where its supposed to be.

It's not like I pretend the past doesn't exist or that I'm not proud to be a part of it.

We are tomorrow's past.

There is always something rather absurd about the past.

I only remember the future.

The past is a present force.

One feels that the past stays the way you left it, whereas the present is in constant movement; it's unstable all around you.

Nothing is forever, but history is forever.