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The past is never truly past; it lives inside us.
The past is always with us, for it feeds the present.
We are all detectives of our own past.
We are all haunted by the shadows of our former selves.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The past is a kind of shadow which is always there, whether you choose to ignore it or not.
The past is not behind us; it is within us.
The present is a fragile bridge between the past and the future.
The past is not fixed; it shifts with our retelling.
History is not the past. It is the present. We carry our history with us.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The present is a fleeting moment, already becoming the past.
The past is never truly gone; it lives in us, shaping who we are.
The past is always tense, the future perfect.
The past is a mirror in which we see ourselves reflected.
The past is not dead; it is not even past.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence.