Quotes About Forgetfulness

I can't remember too much about the '80s, to be honest with you... I wish that weren't true, but it is.

I have a really bad memory, to be honest.

After my heart operation, I was given tablets, but, I'll admit, half the time I forget to take them. I carry them around in the car. Little triangular things - I don't know what they are, to be honest.

The episodes all blend together for me, so I don't remember. I can't even remember what I had for breakfast this morning. I always feel I must be such a disappointment to them.

Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I'm heavy, like there's to much gravity on my heart.

when men and women of arms have bled to secure a time of peace, the very people who most benefit from that peace are also the most likely to forget the bleeding.

I want you to use your misplaced acorn of a brain before the squirrel comes looking for it again.

Surely, your readings must have taught you that when men and women of arms have bled to secure a time of peace, the very people who most benefit from that peace are also the most likely to forget the bleeding.

An elderly man with Alzheimer's walks into a bar and notices a rather sexy elderly woman sitting alone at the bar. He saunters over, sits beside her, and says, "Do I come here often?

Q: Why should old people always use valet parking? A: Valets don't forget where they park your car.

Grandpa was sitting on a park bench when a policeman walked by and asked, "Why are you crying?" Grandpa said, "I'm in love with a twenty-year-old woman. She's smart, sexy, and rich!" "There now," said the policeman, "there's no need to cry about it." "Sure there is! I forget where we live.

I realized people would soon forget me once I was dead. I couldn't even say that this was hard to stomach; really, there's no idea to which one doesn't get acclimatized in time.

I've definitely done my share of tripping over monitors, etc. but nothing could compare to the time when I totally forgot the beginning of a song that I was starting on stage.

I have a terrible time remembering exactly when my birthday is. Age is totally boring.

Oh time...time, pass so that I forget! Oh time, Great Healer, pass over me and let me forget.

With eyes Of conjugal attraction unreprov'd. Imparadised in one another's arms. With thee conversing I forget all time. And feel that I am happier than I know.

Clothing left on the bed unfolded. Books stained with coffee spots. Tabs not paid until the last possible second. Boys kissed and then forgotten in a week's time.

Along with being forever on the move, one is forever in a hurry, leaving things inadvertently behind-friend or fishing tackle, old raincoat or old allegiance.

Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or to forget? Do we spend most of our time running towards or away from our lives?

...and time becomes a forgotten detail.

My memory was never loaded with anything but blank cartridges.

Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or to forget? Do we spend most of our time running towards or away from our lives?

Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.

Like the rest of the men in the unit, Hans would need to perfect the art of forgetting.