“Tell me your past, my beloved, for a man is his past, and is to be known by it.”

“I passed by the brothel as though past the house of a beloved.”

“Are you telling me my entire life has been a dream?""Not your life, Greg, your past.""Is there a distincition?""Of course there is. In a very real sense, everyone's past is a dream; the past isn't a real thing you can reach back and touch; it's just something in your head. Your life, which is what's going on here and now at this table, is as real as anyone's...”

“In the end, your past is not my past and your truth is not my truth and your solution - is not my solution.”

“This man had something to hide, some shame in his past, and those with a past can always be bought.”

“How can I tell," said the man, "that the past isn't a fiction designed to account for the discrepancy between my immediate physical sensations and my state of mind?”