It occurred to me at some point that what really links us to the past is memory, and there's so much we've forgotten.
Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten.
Let the grand errand into America never be forgotten.
It is terrible how much has been forgotten, which is why, I suppose, remembering seems a holy thing.
We will be thankful and grateful. Not even the last thing that is done for us shall be forgotten.
Fashion has become a joke. The designers have forgotten that there are women inside the dresses. Most women dress for men and want to be admired. But they must also be able to move, to get into a car without bursting their seams! Clothes must have a natural shape.
Most adults have forgotten what they had to do to survive childhood.
You all say the same thing. When something bad happens, everyone tells you to forget about it. But, I don't think you can forget that easily. You may be able to pretend you've forgotten, but I don't think anyone can completely forget.
Many investors seem to have forgotten a hard reality: There are frequent periods when stock markets don't do much.
The crisis of the 1930s and the populist reactions of that time must not be forgotten.
Jokes often arise involuntarily, like dreams, and tend to be swiftly forgotten. From these similarities Freud inferred that jokes and dreams share a common origin in the unconscious. Both are essentially means of outwitting our inner 'censor.
The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.
A queen keeps a court that is spoken about. A goddess keeps a court that is never forgotten.
In one creative thought a thousand forgotten nights of love revive, filling it with sublimity and exaltation.
You can never correct your work well until you have forgotten it.
It is often more necessary to conceal contempt than resentment; the former is never forgiven, but the later is sometimes forgotten.
In the future, we've forgotten it. It's disappointing to find out that the past is the present is the future. Nobody wants that. And yet, that's what it is. Maybe it's a kind of surrealist move, to use language like "post-racial" - thinking that if you create the language for it, it will happen. I wish it worked that way. But that's not our reality.
The xmas holidays have this high value: that they remind Forgetters of the Forgotten, & repair damaged relationships.
do what only a true artist can do. . . pounce upon the forgotten butterfly of revelation
Accustomed long to contemplating love and compassion I have forgotten all difference between myself and others