What's truly important--and what I find myself forgetting and having to relearn--is that right here, right now, I am free. Free to be myself and to express myself.
I worshipped dead men for their strength, Forgetting I was strong.
The most fundamental principle of the organized mind, the one most critical to keeping us from forgetting or losing things, is to shift the burden of organizing from our brains to the external world.
I may not say it all the time or I may not pray as much as I need to, but I am not forgetting where I came from and how I got to be where I am today.
Forgetting oneself is opening oneself
I guess I should have forgotten about it ages ago, but forgetting isn't something I'm very good at.
Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.
Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.
Once upon a time we were all born, popped out like jelly rolls forgetting our fishdom, the pleasuring seas, the country of comfort, spanked into the oxygens of death.
Concerning culture as a process, one would say that it means learning a great many things and then forgetting them; and the forgetting is as necessary as the learning.
Hey, aren’t we forgetting something? (Savitar) Your dignity? (Takeshi) No, you have me confused with you again. Aren’t you supposed to be training him? (Savitar) So you admit my superiority by deflecting my attention to the neophyte. (Takeshi)
Why do we not care to acknowledge them? The cattle, the body count. We still don't like to admit the war was even partly our fault because so many of our people died. A photograph on every mantlepiece. And all this mourning has veiled the truth. It's not so much lest we forget, as lest we remember. Because you should realise the Cenotaph and the Last Post and all that stuff is concerned, there's no better way of forgetting something than by commemorating it.
Isn't elegance forgetting what one is wearing?
With technology and over-scheduling, we are forgetting to invest time in simple connective moments with others.
Among her other talents were forgetting what she did not like and ignoring what she preferred not to see.
Love is short, but forgetting is long.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Forgiving is not forgetting. It is remembering and letting go.
I can't explain why I don't read comments. Maybe because I worked at Time for so long and they don't have them, so I keep forgetting that they're there.
The experience of not forgetting consciousness alone is the state of devotion which is the relationship of unfading real love, because the real knowledge of Self, which shines as the undivided supreme bliss itself, surges up as the nature of love. Love itself is the actual form of God. That is pure bliss. Call it pure bliss, God, Self, or what you will. That is devotion, that is realization and that is everything.
