Quotes About Forgetfulness

I think there were times when I was so afraid of losing you that I forgot I even had you at all.

Ben ÅŸimdi de, bu iki kuÅŸu düÅŸünüyordum. MuhabbetkuÅŸunu ve kanaryay?. Ne Yapm??lard? onlar?? Orlando Cabelo de Fogo'nun ispinozu gibi belki onlar da üzüntüden ölecekti.. Belki özgürlüklerine kavuÅŸturmak için kafeslerinin kap?s?n? açm??lard?. Ama bu da onlar? öldürmek gibi bir ÅŸey olurdu. Çünkü uçmay? unutmuÅŸlard? art?k.

No one can yet tell me why I am able to forget what I wrote in articles and reviews that I once felt passionate about, and yet am able to recall the entire lyrics of Some Enchanted Evening

Through memory we travel against time, through forgetfulness we follow its course.

Oh so maddening, how memory works, or doesn't work, when you are old. Every square in a counterpane you owned when you were five, you remember the sequence, the colours. But then people were so important to you, and now even their names are melted away.

Only then did she realize that she had completely forgotten to meet Crowfeather at twilight. CHAPTER

Onion rings in the car cushions do not improve with time.

Un uomo è quello che ha commesso. Se dimentica è un bicchiere messo alla rovescia, un vuoto chiuso.

It is incredible how as soon as a people become subject, it promptly falls into such complete forgetfulness of its freedom that it can hardly be roused to the point of regaining it, obeying so easily and willingly that one is led to say that this people has not so much lost its liberty as won its enslavement.

When you forget everything, there only remains yourself - and that is not enough.

I call everyone 'Darling' because I can't remember their names.

Memory is the first casualty of middle age, if I remember correctly.

I can't even remember when the Seventies was.

The older you get the more new memories get wiped out, and you end up remembering more about your early life than what you did last week.

I'm a writer obsessed with remembering: with remembering the past of America above all - and above all, that of Latin America, intimate land condemned to forgetfulness.

In question-and-answer sessions after a reading or during an interview, I forget the question if I'm giving too long an answer. And at the end, I can't remember any of the questions. The more anxious I am about remembering, the more likely I am to forget.

I don't be remembering women that I've met before. I don't remember people as a whole. It's crazy. A lot of times, people get in their feelings, like, 'You don't remember me?!'

I'm horrible at remembering names, embarrassingly bad.

I am terrible at remembering names.

I'm not good at remembering things, in general.

When really you've gone to drama school and rep and then you've come to London and gone to auditions and you've worked, solidly, for years. But that all gets forgotten.

If I get tired, my concentration goes away. My decision-making isnt as razor sharp as it was. I will repeat myself; my memorys not great, I forget words.

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it without a sense of ironic futility.

I see that it is impossible to remember a long poem without practice and repetition; so is forgetfulness of the words of instruction engendered in the heart that has ceased to value them.