A Quote by Bob Dylan

Yesterday is just a memory. — © Bob Dylan
Yesterday is just a memory.

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Yesterday's just a memory, tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be.
Yesterday is but a memory, Tomorrow an uncharted course, So live today so it will be a memory without remorse.
Do not allow past experiences to be imprinted on your mind. Perform asanas each time with a fresh mind and with a fresh approach. If you are repeating what you did before, you are living in the memory, so you are living in the past. That means you don't want to proceed beyond the experience of the past. Retaining that memory is saying, 'Yesterday I did it like that.' When I ask, 'Is there anything new from what I did yesterday?' then there is progress. Am I going forward or am I going backward? Then you understand how to create dynamism in a static asana.
Yesterday was a memory. Today was a hope.
No memoirists writes for long without experiencing an unsettling disbelief about the reliability of memory, a hunch that memory is not, after all, just memory.
The biggest thing in today's sorrow is the memory of yesterday's joy.
Why does the brain retain the memory of the hurt from yesterday?
A new day is here. Yesterday is a memory. Tomorrow is unknown. Now is the knowing.
Americans have no sense of history. And not much memory. They don't remember what happened yesterday.
I've been married to my wife for 60 years but it feels just like yesterday, and you know what a bloody awful day yesterday was.
With most men, scarce a link of memory holds yesterday and to-day together.
Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love
I have a good memory. But I would be interested in memory even if I had a bad memory, because I believe that memory is our soul. If we lose our memory completely, we are without a soul.
I will live this day as if it is my last. …I will waste not a moment mourning yesterday’s misfortunes, Yesterday’s defeats, yesterday’s aches of the heart, for why should I throw good after bad?
Yesterday is a memory and tomorrow is a dream. Today is the day to make your mark—to make a difference.
Memory is a tenuous thing. . . . flickering glimpses, blue and white, like ancient, decomposing 16mm film. Happiness escapes me there, where faces are vague and yesterday seems to come tied up in ribbons of pain. Happiness? I look for it intead in today, where memory is something I can still touch, still rely on. I find it in the smiles of new friends, the hope blossoming inside. My happiest memories have no place in the past; they are those I have yet to create.
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