He never forgot anything but he never bothered to arrange his memories. -Hazel, Cannery Row
When the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be their yet.
The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber! -William Sloan Coffin.
For Mum, life was fundamentally hell. You went blind, you got raped, people forgot your birthday, Nixon got elected, your husband fled with a blonde from Beckenham, and then you got old, you couldn't walk and you died.
That's the trouble with you young people. You think because you ain't been here long, you know everything. In my life I already forgot more than you ever know.
I accidentally forgot to graduate from college.
When I came to North America, it was hard. It was hard to understand, hard to get someone to understand me. I only knew Russian. I studied French in school, but it didn't help. I forgot most of that.
We have all forgot more than we remember.
Here in Europe they had a Dark Age so extensive, radical and obliterative that everyone forgot how to speak Latin.
Bitterness: anger that forgot where it came from.
I always wished that I could find someone as beautiful as you, but in the process I forgot that I was special too.
I got high, and forgot I wasn't supposed to get high.
My wife, whenever I'd go off to work and I'd be kind of anxious, she'll say, 'Remember, have fun. ' Oh, I forgot, thanks for the reminder. Because sometimes we do forget. We take it all too seriously and there's a lot of joy to be had wherever you are.
I kind of forgot about the inner child in me that loved the old horror movies.
Man is a messenger who forgot the message.
Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.
I forgot to shake hands and be friendly. It was an important lesson about leadership.
Poetry reminds us of the truths about life and human nature that we knew all along, but forgot somehow because they weren't yet in memorable language.
I know my body. What happened is that I got so caught up in the applause I forgot how I should dance. All my life I've been what others wanted - in dancing and in life. Now I'm doing it my way.