Quotes About Forgetting

You lose your immortality when you lose your memory.

Laughing isn't wrong if it's done out of happiness. Dreaming is essential because it gives us wings, and forgetting...well, there's a difference between living and forgetting.

This is the terrible thing about a tragedy. It isn't with you every minute. You forget it, and then you remember it again.

Dicen que perder la memoria es como volver a nacer. Olvidas tu pasado y comienzas a construirte otra vida, otra historia, otra identidad. Puede que incluso con un carácter y una forma de ser diferentes, pese a que conserves, en mayor o menor grado, el recuerdo de las emociones vividas.

A man, even a man like Charlie Valentine, had limited room for memories, and the new ones kept kicking the old ones out, the way slang replaces the proper names for this or for that, cheapening the nouns and verbs until they were barely recognizable.

Is there a moment when you'll never be able to remember something again?" "No," said his wife. "Your mind will never lose anything forever that's worth keeping." She gave his temple a playful push, and he let his head fall to one side. "It's all in there.

Later, when they look back on this last evening, the family will remember almost nothing. So many things will be pared away by the sadness to come.

James is all too familiar with this kind of forgetting . . . he has felt it every day—that short-lived lull, then the sharp nudge to the ribs that reminded you that you didn't belong.

That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.

Dickens writes that an event, "began to be forgotten, as most affairs are, when wonder, having no fresh food to support it, dies away of itself.

That small world, like the great one out of doors, had the capacity of easily forgetting its dead; and when the cook had said she was a quiet-tempered lady, and the housekeeper had said it was the common lot, and the butler had said who'd have thought it, and the housemaid had said she couldn't hardly believe it, and the footman had said it seemed exactly like a dream, they had quite worn the subject out, and began to think their mourning was wearing rusty too.

How grand it is this falling out of love— This falling out of you into the world! I had forgotten how the rivers move… I had forgotten how a leaf is curled… I think I had forgotten that the sun Is warmer than the beaming of your eyes... Now I can celebrate again the rites Of the world's loving; share its ecstasies...

If recollecting were forgetting Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot!...

We are the United States of Amnesia, we learn nothing because we remember nothing.

While writing a novel about those who have lost their memories, he himself begins to lose his memory… He rushes to finish it before he forgets what he was writing.

Si todos aceptan lavar las ofensas fácilmente, no hay honor. Ciertas cicatrices, es mejor conservarlas. Es como el olvido. Cada muerte injusta que uno olvida, cava la fosa de su propia muerte.

The key to the art of forgetting belongs to our brothers who follow the Path of Death; but you have been made pregnant by the Spirit of Life.

The birds suffer their suffering each in a lifetime, forgetting it as they go.

Those who pay their bills on time are soon forgotten. It is only by not paying one's bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial classes.

All things are forgotten in the end

To make up for all I have forgotten, there is this that I have acquired, and I call it sophistication since it is not quite the same thing as learning. It is the flexible armour of doubt in an age when too many people are certain.

but people forget. Always. It's got to be one of the fundamental laws of the universe.

Such shame is not even skin deep. And as to forgetting, surely, you know that is Woman's First and Greatest Art?

It's easier for me to forget you than for me to try and love you again