The past is our very being. — David Ben-Gurion
The past is our very being. — David Ben-Gurion
The past is our very being. — David Ben-Gurion
The past is our very being. — David Ben-Gurion
The past is our very being. — David Ben-Gurion
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The past is our very being.

— David Ben-Gurion
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We should kill our pasts with each passing day. Blot them out, so that they will not hurt. Each present day could thus b — Meša Selimović, Death and the Dervish
A lifetime of memories does not provide empirical proof of the value of living. No one memory has a quantifiable value t — Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
The past and present are after all so close, almost one, as if time were an artificial teasing out of a material which l — Iris Murdoch
We are so afraid of being pulled under the water with the anchor. Scared of letting these memories swirl around our mind — Trevor J. Freeman
Memory was a slippery thing—slick moss on an unstable slope—and it was ever so easy to lose one’s footing and fall — Kelly Barnhill, The Girl Who Drank the Moon
We ourselves, will resurrect the memory in order to savor it and carry it forth into the world. We will fling it at one — Chuck Palahniuk, Make Something Up: Stories You Can't Unread
Where would we be without it, memory? Well, it'll never die here. Never in this country. We feed it too well. — Josephine Hart, The truth about love
Poets claim that we recapture for a moment the self that we were long ago when we enter some house or garden in which we — Marcel Proust, The Guermantes Way
I began to curse the past for passing. — Mara Rostov, Eroica
Now when the flowers are in full bloom,It is the ashes from the past that hidden loom. — Selina A. Mahmood, Apophasis: A Bildungsroman Through Facebook
She dug into one of the boxes, finding clay angels she’d made in art class when she was seven years old. She found plast — Rebecca McNutt, Mandy and Alecto: The Collected Smog City Book Series