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

Some part of me knew that was important. That once it would have mattered terribly to me.

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.

The best thing the universe ever gave us is that we'll all be forgotten.

The good and the beautiful is not forgotten; it lives in legend and in song.

The pain of what happened next lives in our collective memory. It mauls our souls each day. Yet it must be told. Silence guarantees no healing. It promises that the child's life would be forgotten and that its mission might, one day, be thought significant. Silence is the enemy of history, and history is all we have.

The real reason the number of things that are shared via social media every single minute is so astronomical is because, whenever they each do, most users do not share or say something because they believe they have something worth remembering; they do mainly or only because they fear being forgotten.

There's something about these obscure vignettes of former lives that's very powerful. Our woods are full of old cellar holes, tumbled-down chimneys, ancient scraggly lilacs absurdly tall still stretching toward the light.

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

To forget would mean the things we never knew had never waited to be known, never waited to be forgotten, had never been; waiting beneath the long dead stars in time. . .

We have all read in scientific books, and, indeed, in all romances, the story of the man who has forgotten his name. This man walks about the streets and can see and appreciate everything; only he cannot remember who he is. Well, every man is that man in the story. Every man has forgotten who he is. One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God; but thou shalt not know thyself. We are all under the same mental calamity; we have all forgotten our names. We have all forgotten what we really are. All that we call common sense and rationality and practicality and positivism only means that for certain dead levels of our life we forget that we have forgotten. All that we call spirit and art and ecstasy only means that for one awful instant we remember that we forgot.

We see everything you all forget. All the happiness, all the pain, everything that simply slips away.

We suddenly arrived in this very lost and strange city. Somewhere in the middle of the mountains. We didn't know where we are. We were just heading back to the sea. When we walked trough the forgotten city in silence, something inside us changed. We lost a bit of ourselves too and gained space for something new.

Where were you when I undressed and told the tales of my day? Where were you when I was silent with God in prandial pray? Where were you when I recited love poems as I lay? Where were you?

Why didn't you write all this time? Did you not remember us in a song? A dance? In the skies littered with stars? Did you not get drunk? Why didn’t you write all this time? Did you not remember us in a film? A book? In idyllic dusks and dawns? Did you not get high? It is good that you didn't. For all is well. I am drunk and dazed. I have already forgotten you and your bewitching ways.

You're forgiven." I don't deserve her. "But not forgotten," I whisper. She'll never forget what I did. It's not humanly possible. Sometimes I want the impossible. Her expression doesn't change. "My head is undiscriminating with the memories it keeps, but my heart has already forgotten.

That thing, that tiny part of The Land of Elyon, is gone but not entirely forgotten. Elyon had his reason for sending you and me on this journey. Sometimes we see something as plain as a dying leaf and our hearts grow sad, but we must always hold true and fight on, Alexa. Whatever happens to us, we will not be forgotten in the end. He will remember us.

The Almost Forgotten Human Language is ‘Feeling.

The dead no longer existed. Except in story. Some stories were modest in scale, existing in a single family or a small community of believers who whispered among themselves so their loved ones would not be forgotten. Others were so powerful they would transform the very fabric of the world.

The missing missing were people who dropped off the face of the earth and kept on going, with no one in their lives who noticed, or no one in their lives who cared. When they were found dead, with no means of identification, it was almost as though they’d been born that way.

The only true dead are those who have been forgotten.

The only walls that exist are those you have placed in your mind. And whatever obstacles you conceive, exist only because you have forgotten what you have already achieved.

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

The question ‘Don’t you remember me?’ is awkward, especially if it was asked by someone you have never known.

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

There is no revelation in my words. I am merely stating what others have forgotten to write down.

There's nothing special about this place, he thinks. We all forget. Then we forget what we forgot. And that's how we survive.

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.

The sensation of a thing forgotten but resonating.

The world is a forgotten place.

TIME: The Forgotten Fundamental Force Of Nature.

Tomorrow is a memory best forgotten.

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

12 of the best years of my life - It will never be forgotten.

Ads are planned and written with some utterly wrong conception. They are written to please the seller. The interests of the buyer are forgotten.

A feud should live a full and colorful life, and then it should die a natural death and be forgotten.

A good conscience is never lawless in the worst regulated state, and will provide those laws for itself which the neglect of legislators had forgotten to supply.

Ah. So he's forgotten the most important rule of warfare. Which is... That nothing ever goes to plan.

A lesson learned at the muzzle has the virtue of never being forgotten.

All men know the use of the useful, but nobody knows the use of the useless. Where can I find a man who has forgotten words so that I can have a word with him?

All of the universes are but phantoms, mirages, and while they have their own essence, their own pantomime - they pass forgotten.

Actions are remembered long after words are forgotten.

Actually I think I have forgotten how it was back then. Or probably not - I didn't qualify. There were only 16 cars in the race.

All that I've learned, I've forgotten. The little that I still know, I've guessed.

American business has just forgotten the importance of selling.

All the uglinesses of the world can best be forgotten in the beauty of nature!

And things go unsaid soon get forgotten

Déjà vu is more than just that fleeting moment of surprise, instantly forgotten because we never bother with things that make no sense. It show that time doesn't pass. It's a leap into something we have already experienced and that is being repeated.

... Don [Hewitt, 60 Minutes exec producer] told me, "You have set broadcast journalism back 20 years." Naturally, I was both proud and elated although too modest to say so, but broadcast journalism recovered with alacrity, my contract wasn't renewed, and the incident was forgotten.

All the true heroes of history will be forgotten and all the villains will be remembered as heroes.