The avant-garde is now stranded in the past.

Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past.

The past is ignorant of the present. Be careful in taking its advice.

Taste refers to the past, imagination to the future.

The present necessarily betrays the past.

To avoid tripping on the chain of the past, you have to pick it up and wind it about you.

The past goes right on pulling me apart, though I can scarcely remember the people or the issues.

Studying the past may suggest new ways of going wrong.