past
When You and I behind the Veil are past, Oh, but the long, long while the World — Omar Khayyám
That ev'n my buried Ashes such a snare Of Vintage shall fling up into the Air As — Omar Khayyám
Whilom, ere youth’s conceit had waned, me thought Answers to all life’s problems — Omar Khayyám
Even you are not rich enough, Sir Robert, to buy back your past. No man is. — Oscar Wilde
It is time to be old, To take in sail: — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a s — Ralph Waldo Emerson
This poem would not have taken so well if it had been called “The Old Sailor.” — Samuel Butler
inveniet viam aut faciet. — Seneca
Not lost, but gone before. — Seneca
We have seen better days. — William Shakespeare
The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on — Émile Zola