Quotes About Forget

The man who broods over the past can never master the difficulties of today. Every wise man learn to forget.

Wise men mingle mirth with their cares, as a help either to forget or overcome them; but to resort to intoxication for the ease of one's mind is to cure melancholy by madness.

What does FEAR stand for? 1. False Evidence Appearing Real 2. Finding Excuses And Reasons 3. Failure Expected And Received 4. Forget Everything And Run

Life seems to ignore the script we have in our mind. And when that happens, we walk. We walk toward, or we walk away. Either way, we begin a journey—a pilgrimage to find or restore or forgive or heal, or to forget or bury—or perhaps just to have the deck of our world shuffled.

If you want to forget all your other troubles, wear too tight shoes.

The paradise offered by the culture industry is the same old drudgery. Both escape and elopement are pre-designed to lead back to the starting point. Pleasure promotes the resignation which it ought to help to forget.

This is the end of Prime Minister, Cardinal Archbishop Lomenie de Brienne. Flimsier mortal was seldom fated to do as weighty a mischief; to have a life as despicable-envied, an exit as frightful. Fired, as the phrase is, with ambition: blown, like a kindled rag, the sport of winds, not this way, not that way, but of all ways, straight towards such a powder-mine,—which he kindled! Let us pity the hapless Lomenie; and forgive him; and, as soon as possible, forget him.

Eurovision is this bubble of inclusivity and respect, and it's so beautiful, if only the whole world would be in this bubble. It is a family that will never forget about you.

We really cannot forget about the existence of the avid game fans - the fans of Nintendo games.

So that's the ghost you been running from. You know, the ghost, the memory. I been watchin' you, workin' day and night, slavin' so hard you barely breath. People do that for three reasons. Either they crazy, or stupid, or tryin' to forget. And with you, I knew you were tryin' to forget. I just didn't know what. - Gus

The truth is that she told me she couldn't love me. When she said goodbye, she was saying goodbye forever. And yet. I made myself forget. I don't know why. I keep asking myself. But I did.

People always say that once it goes away you forget the pain. It's a cliche of childbirth. You forget the pain. I don;t happen to agree. I remember the pain. What you really forget is love.

I expect sometimes both tend, and other times one may tend more as the other forgets for a bit, then it might shift over again." It was all a matter of balance, he thought, with some care and effort tossed in.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness.

Give me amnesia. Flash. Give me new parents. Flash.

What I do know is I've got a brain filled with jokes I can't forget - like a tumor the size of a grapefruit inside of my skull. And I know that eventually even dog shit turns white and stops stinking, but I have this permanent head filled with crap I've been trained my whole life to think is funny.

Het is zo moeilijk om pijn te vergeten, maar het is nog moeilijker om je te herinneren dat je gelukkig bent geweest. We houden geen littekens over van geluk. We leren zo weinig over vrede.

Then she turns on the television, some soap opera, you know, real people pretending to be fake people with made-up problems being watched by real people to forget their real problems.

A Campanha do Gênesis foi a solução rápida do agente. Cada vez mais, as coisas na minha vida eram a solução para uma solução anterior de uma solução anterior até eu me esquecer do problema original.

It's lost time that matters, the time between time, the moments when you forget time and things just happen.

she has heard somewhere that cigarettes are good for grief. One long drag and you forget how to cry. The body too busy dealing with the poison. No wonder they gave them out free to the soliders. Lucky Strikes.

It did not matter, it did not matter. Destroy and forget! But a butterfly in the Park, an orchid in a shop window, would revive everything with a dazzling inward shock of despair... When he could not sleep, as now often happened... he would walk up and down the open terrace, under a haze of stars, in severely restricted meditation, till the first tramcar jangled and screeched in the dawning abyss of the city.

One can only forget about time by making use of it.