Quotes About Forgetfulness

My cell phone bill and my cable gets cut off all the time. Not because I don't have the money, but because I just forget to pay my bills.

I lose things all the time. I used to lose my license all the time before I put a place in my car for it.

Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up; I forget them almost immediately.

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.

I've forgotten lines all the time. Sometimes I switch verses in a song. It's just hard not to when you're doing the same thing all the time.

For all of memory's power to yank us back into an overwhelming past, it can also fail big time—both short-term (the lost vehicle in a parking lot, the name at the tip of your tongue) and long-term (we made out in high school?).

to forget myself and my ephemeral, because human, sorrows.

A sense of security, a feeling that a truce was established between the present hour and the irresistible, disastrous future imparted to me a kind of calm forgetfulness, of which the human mind is by its structure peculiarly susceptible.

And each day brings it's pretty dust, Our soon-choked souls to fll And we forget because we must, And not because we will.

Like a lot of other bashful introverts, I discovered that I like teaching a lot because it's like acting. When I stepped into the classroom, I stepped into a role, one that allowed me to forget myself.

Irony is the word I forget the meaning of immediately after I look it up, but I kind of feel like I live in a constant state of it.

Meditation is oneness, when there is no longer time, sex, or country. The moment when, after you have concentrated on doing a pose (or anything else) perfectly, you hold it and then forget everything, not because you want to forget but because you are concentrated: this is meditation.

I fail to remember, the mind has fuses.

That's the great American disease, we forget. We watch the disasters parade by on TV, and every time we say: 'Forget it. This is somebody else's problem.

The loss of memory isn't always the problem; sometimes—maybe even often—it's the solution.

Black is the absence of light, but white is the absence of memory, the color of can't remember.

What's that thing when someone gets a knock on the head and suddenly can't remember anything about himself?' Death,' said the barman, his face a mask of disapproval.

It would have served me right if I'd had a cerebral aneurysm on the spot. Instead, I forgot all about my foot--until we shoved the flat onto the stage. I think we broke my ankle. This is bullshit. I have finals to worry about.

Parece que forma parte de la condición humana creer en nuestra capacidad de predicción… y también olvidar rápidamente lo malas que resultaron ser nuestras predicciones.

Or perhaps the truth was that there is no Fate, no pattern, nothing at all except a tired man looking back and forgetting everything but this and that detail which the very act of memory composes into a fate. Eschenburg, remembering his childhood, wondered whether Fate was merely a form of forgetfulness.

There can only be two basic loves... the love of God unto the forgetfulness of self, or the love of self unto the forgetfulness and denial of God.

With acting, it's like becoming another person. I think that's neat, especially when you totally forget. If you totally forget, which I love to do, that's when it's magic.

Even if we love someone very much, at times it happens that we forget about it.

The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.