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.

Friendships are forgotten when the game begins.

I have seen all, I have heard all, I have forgotten all.

Don’t ask me about my career – I’ve forgotten most of it.

I had forgotten that, and so many things. How could I put everything down on paper? It seemed impossible. No matter what, the majority of life would be left out of this story, this sliver...

After getting dressed at warp speed, I actually managed to drive all the way to high school before I realized I’d forgotten my morning coffee. Mystery, intrigue, and naked dreams aside, that didn’t bode well...

I’d forgotten it’s an important thing to give thought to your morality and how you intend to live your life.

Whoever wrote”I’d rather have loved and lost than never have loved at all”Should be shot in the face.Funny thing is,I’d rather take their place

I hate her.” Merlin laughed, tossing the stick down. “Not so. You have forgotten how to love. That’s a different sorrow.

A lot we have in our head,But things of heart are not yet dead,They have done none, but just fled,Out of us, Forgotten, just been bled..

I loved her like silence looks black when you try to touch it. I don’t remember her name or what she looked like or what her voice sounded like or anything she’s ever said or...

She wanted to be remembered for doing something great. And her greatest fear was of being completely forgotten.

I wondered if there would ever be a day when I didn’t think about Alaska, wondered whether I should hope for a time when she would be a distant memory – recalled only on the...

A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.

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. . .