. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetween the stars

Nothing stays forgotten for long, Elly. Sometimes we simply have to remind the world that we’re still here.

Everything started as nothing.

Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.

Of course she wants him to forget her. The last place she wants to reside is in his thoughts. What an unpleasant place to be.

Memory is curated. All this paraphernalia you collect to ward off forgetting

We deliberately forget because forgetting is a blessing. On both an emotional level and a spiritual level, forgetting is a natural part of the human experience and a natural function of the human brain. It...

There are things that can be forgotten. And things that cannot – that sit on dusty shelves like stuffed birds with baleful, sideways staring eyes.

…when something is gone but not forgotten, melancholy must linger on, especially when the dreamer does not want to forget. —Robert Kroetsch to Martann ——-, 1947 (age 20)

No one really remembers anything five minutes after it happens.

I know you’re just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had. I know you’re just the dream inside of a dream And don’t worry, I know I don’t know...

The true definition of mental illness is when the majority of your time is spent in the past or future, but rarely living in the realism of NOW.

We will not read of that which hurts our pride or fears or ‘feelings’. We forget, or gloss over, or excuse, an experience which injured the tentacles of our personality. We forget the pscyhiatrist’s definition...

Without forgetting it is quite impossible to live at all.

. . .the sorrows of the heart yearn to be erased, for one final atonementfinite and forgetting and whole—but time in its preservingwill not permit forgetting; destroyingonly when we can no longer begor argue with...

There’s a lot of magic between you too, ain’t no denying that. And magic makes forgettin’ hard.

Love is never hurtful; It’s never about forgetting who you are, it’s about exploring yourself more.

If you feel better without me, then I am ready to feel bad without you…

When I say I’m going to forget you I know it’s impossible to forget someone I once knew. What I want is to erase you from my thoughts and purge you from my memories. I’m...

,Dónde está el olvido si cada caricia que me dan es tuya?

That’s how Ptolemy imagined the disposition of his memories, his thoughts: they were still his, still in the range of his thinking, but they were, many and most of them, locked on the other side...

The damage is done. Give the thing a name, and it takes shape. They gave a name and a shape to the force that’s always hated us. It’s everything we’re not. It’s New Ireland, it’s...

I was starting to learn how to forget the things that made me sad. It was like a charm you followed step-by-step, collecting and blending the ingredients, placing everything in its proper place. It was...

…first, in order to remember, something must be forgotten; second, the place where memories are stored has no boundaries. In other words, forgetting is a twin; its tandem effect is best called “simultancous” distraction, the...

Some things are not supposed to be forgotten; these are the things which make us human.

Like it takes so little not only to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.

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.

One who cannot leave himself behind on the threshold of the moment and forget the past, who cannot stand on a single point, like a goddess of victory, without fear or giddiness, will never know...

To forget would mean the things we never knewhad never waited to be known, never waitedto be forgotten, had never been; waitingbeneath the long dead starsin time. . .

But then comes a time when forgetting isn’t possible. And I do mean a particular time when no amount of dreaming, not then and maybe not ever, can change how naked and unimportant we become...

If you are able to forget yourself, you will know you would not be forgotten!

He couldn’t tell that this was one of those occasions a man never forgets: a small cicatrice had been made on the memory, a wound that would ache whenever certain things combined – the taste...

She sat there reading; cool, calm and collected. “You could ruin his life with that information,” her friend reported triumphantly. The woman sighed, clearly annoyed at being interrupted. “If I did he would never forget...

How long would it take for her sadness to ease? How long must she wait to forget a man who would’ve been her ideal, were he not who he was? The answer: too long. But...

Then one morning she’d begun to feel her sorrow easing, like something jagged that had cut into her so long it had finally dulled its edges, worn itself down. That same day Rachel couldn’t remember...

That’s just the way it is. I’ll always remember. She’s forgotten.

He can hum the music in his old man’s quivering voice, but he prefers it in his head, where it lives on in violins and reedy winds. If he imagines it in rehearsal he can...

The impulse to tell the truth was not as great as the fear of being left off the page.

Beauty exists not in what is seen and remembered, but in what is felt and never forgotten.

Stupidity is letting your pride rob you of God’s blessings.

Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.

To be able to forget means sanity.

To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius. And easier. Because it’s true. It’s a new world every heart beat.

The inside jokes have already dissolved into unordered words with no punchline. The gifts have been reduced to objects whose saving grace is their monetary value, no meaning and all function. There are photographs, somewhere,...

Forgiveness is an attribute we must practice , as we all want the Al-mighty to forgive us. But forgetting and trusting again with a revivifying attitude is undoubtedly stark exhausting . We have a wonderful...

Be happy by forgiving or forgetting or doing both, but we can gain no happiness by holding grudges.

There will come a time,” I said, ”when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or...

so that we can get up in the morning and do it all over again.” It is the brain’s own drug for coping with the human condition.

As he spoke, I had the mental image of a small boy switching on the nightlight, not because he wants to be able to find his parents during the night, but because he fears his...

FORGIVING is FOR GIVING to others and if it is meant FOR GETTING to ourselves then should it not be termed as FORGETTING ourselves.