#past

I decided Conrad was right after all. Ilsa was meant to be with Laszlo. That was the way it was always supposed to end. Rick was nothing but a tiny piece of her past, a piece that she would always treasure, but that was all, because history is just that. History. ↗

— Jenny Han

#past-love #romance #love

He took the last seat, as usual, a subtle reminder of what he was and what he had become. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#past #present #love

There are no lessons to be learned from the past. This is the first thing I learned from it. There is nothing back then that there isn't here now. There is nothing here now - nothing that matters - that wasn't back then. What matters. Are you a good person? Do you have any love in your heart? What would you do in a given circumstance? It all comes down to something like that. ↗

— Tom Lichtenberg

#learning-from-history #past #what-matters #love

I thought about how the past can become so small. An entire day, 24 separate, heavy hours, becomes the size of a tiny brown leaf falling from a tree. Before you know it, a whole year is just a pile of dead leaves on the ground. The year or so I’d spent in love with Chad was starting to feel so long ago, swept away by the wind. I knew that this year would soon feel far away too. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#healing #in-love #leaves #love #pain

The archive of supposed photocopies (I.E. memory) actually offers up strange creatures; the green paradise of childhood loves that Baudelaire recalled is for many a future in reverse, an obverse of hope in the face of the gray purgatory of adult loves. ↗

— Julio Cortázar

#past #love

I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can you believe it? We were so intimate once upon a time I can't believe it now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody. We were so intimate I could puke. I can't imagine ever being that intimate with somebody else. I haven't been. ↗

— Raymond Carver

#intimacy #love #memory #past #imagination

...I feel like a traitor, a phony, a fake. But I am a hypocrite with the best intentions, and I need kissing desperately. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#ex-boyfriends #heart-broken #hypocrite #kissing #love

These things...they are who you are. They brought you here. To this day. You didn't give me a chance to understand that ever the unattractive parts of you, the messy parts, were something I could accept. ↗

— Laura Dave

#love #past #love

Not watching the path where his legs took him, he walked on because he knew he had to walk ahead, leaving his past behind. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#moving-on #past #love

Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#past #present #illusion