The past is a guidepost, not a hitching post.

Life is a grindstone. Whether it grinds us down or polishes us up depends on us.

Love is a grindstone whether it grinds us down or polishes us up, depends on us

The idea that you are 55 and have to grin and bear it is a thing of the past.

The Present is the living sum-total of the whole Past.

Weep no more, lady, weep no more, Thy sorrowe is in vaine, For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow againe.