Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
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Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
Wears the hours away!
Languidly the Autumn wind
Stirs the forest leaves,
From the field the reapers sing
Binding up their sheaves:
And a proverb haunts my mind
As a spell is cast,
"The mill cannot grind
With the water that is past."

The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.

The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.

The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]

The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]

Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.

Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.

We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.

We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.

What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together read more

What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new. Right now.

Don't brood on the past, but don't forget it either.

Don't brood on the past, but don't forget it either.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished- for state. When did history become a bad word?

We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished- for state. When did history become a bad word?