“Scars remind us that the past was real..”

“Our scars remind us, that the past is real.”

“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.”

“Who would fardels bear, To groan and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus, conscience does make cowards of us all;”

“O shut the door! and when thou hast done so,Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!”

“Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight, Past reason hunted, and no sooner had Past reason hated”

“What's past is prologue.”