A love letter lost in the mail, forgotten, miss delivered and then discovered years later and received by the intended is romantic. A love letter ending up in someone’s spam filter is just annoying.

Some of us will be long forgotten before we are even dead. Most will never be remembered at all, not even by family.

But that was New Orleans for you. The old didn’t die here. They were just forgotten.

Everyday 25,000 people die from poverty and hunger. And we have forgotten that they are also human.

Where can I find a man who has forgotten words so I can have a word with him?

Nothing brings to life again a forgotten memory like a fragrance.

Madoka: Won’t anyone notice that Mami-san is dead?Homura: Mami Tomoe’s only relatives are distant relations. It will be quite some time before anyone files a missing persons report. When one dies on that side of...

Justice DeniedThousands of women, probably moreI cannot reach them behind justice doorsMany stay silent, barred just like me.Haunted by demons, faces unseen.Still by the hundreds, they continue to serveDuty and country, active and reserve.Thankless, forgotten...

I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns, or if they had changed so that they hated all unicorns now and tried to kill them when they saw them. But not...

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

People think they know you. They know the things about you that you have forgotten.

For a minute, the fantasy frightened her, but ultimately, this fear saved her from feeling alone.

I’m haunted. We all are, I guess. We’re parentless, friendless, unloved, abandoned. The spirits of our deceased emotional anchors and proofs of existence will follow and demean us until we too roam a quiet lifeless...

To be forgotten by the one to whom you never forget is the worst thing ever happens.

For the moment I can think of nothing— except that I am a sentient being stabbed by the miracle of these waters that reflect a forgotten world.

…in addition to feeling sick and tired and feverish and nauseated, I also felt forgotten. And there was no easy cure for that.

She existed in her friends; there she was. All the parts of herself she’d forgotten. She knew herself best when she was with them.

Secrets are never so dangerous as when they’ve been forgotten.

I want to be an actor – I don’t want to be a celebrity. They are two different things, and people have forgotten that they are different.

The only true dead are those who have been forgotten.

Its really hard to recall the day you became friends with special people.

Once I embraced the dreams that once inspired. Now I’ve found that there is too much I didn’t recognize as a gift. I may be too late to see, cherish, and endure. I may never...

There now remain only a few books, which they call books of the lesser prophets; and as I have already shown that the greater are impostors, it would be cowardice to disturb the repose of...

It’s not a crime to wish for other worlds. You’ll get taxed for it but they can’t throw you in jail for creating your own private world…yet. Dramatics are fun, an indulgence. ‘You can’t go...

Let go of all hate, love one another deeply.

There was a super-8 steel town somewhere, where all the forgotten things in the cruel world ended up eventually, Mandy was sure of it… this place, she decided, was called Smog City.

Write what should not be forgotten.

Everything people forget about ends up there one day, they said. Toys, tables, whole houses. And people end up there too. They get forgotten as well.

Sometimes a woman has experienced too much life to have any blush left in her cheeks, but the man who puts it there is someone not easily forgotten.

Only the forgotten are truly dead.

Criticism can never instruct or benefit you. Its chief effect is that of a telegram with dubious news. Praise leaves no glow behind, for it is a writer’s habit to remember nothing good of himself....

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.

The problem with catching dreams is you forget how truly incredible they are when you live with them everyday.

I’ve never stopped; I simply forgot that I love you. However, every time I look at you I’m reminded of how I can never stop loving you.

I left the library. Crossing the street, I was hit head-on by a brutal loneliness. I felt dark and hollow. Abandoned, unnoticed, forgotten, I stood on the sidewalk, a nothing, a gatherer of dust. People...

The stranger thought it might be God himself had forgotten much from our pasts, events far distant, events of the same day. And if a thing is not in God’s mind, then what chance of...

There are many unspeakable words, forgotten, or forbidden.Great thanks to the poets who make them all become reachable.

Forgotten hero was never the real hero, real hero can not be forgotten.

These are the few ways we can practice humility:To speak as little as possible of one’s self.To mind one’s own business.Not to want to manage other people’s affairs.To avoid curiosity.To accept contradictions and correction cheerfully.To...

One of the most obvious facts about grown-ups, to a child, is that they have forgotten what it is like to be a child.

Your choices are very essential; without a better choice, you are risking to drive a destination whose name you know, but address you forget!

Some very beautiful things get lost and forgotten. Just as I got lost.

Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.

How in hell did those bombers get up there every single second of our lives! Why doesn’t someone want to talk about it! We’ve started and won two atomic wars since 2022! Is it because...

I want to believe that memories, even sad and painful ones, should not be forgotten forever.

Sensitive people are the most genuine and honest people you will ever meet. There is nothing they won’t tell you about themselves if they trust your kindness. However, the moment you betray them, reject them...

With intellectual labor your hard work is forever, while with manual labor your hard work is temporary and soon forgotten.

I am everything. I am nothing. I am powerful. I am forgotten.

We have forgotten that curing cancer starts with preventing cancer in the first place.

It was like trying to recall a forgotten dream—each time I felt close to remembering where we’d met, the memories slipped away.