Forgetting Quotes

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Paulo Coelho
“If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him.”
Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

C. JoyBell C.
“If you want to forget something or someone, never hate it, or never hate him/her. Everything and everyone that you hate is engraved upon your heart; if you want to let go of something, if you want to forget, you cannot hate.”
C. JoyBell C.

Pablo Neruda
“Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you

If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
Remember
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land”
Pablo Neruda, Selected Poems

C. JoyBell C.
“You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. So let them go, let go of them. I tie no weights to my ankles.”
C. JoyBell C.

Friedrich Nietzsche
“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.”
Friedrich Nietzsche

Audrey Niffenegger
“Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.”
Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife

H. Rider Haggard
“Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.”
H. Rider Haggard, She

Haruki Murakami
“Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone.”
haruki murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Madeleine L'Engle
“I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Because I was once a searching adolescent, given to moods and ecstasies, these are still part of me, and always will be... This does not mean that I ought to be trapped or enclosed in any of these ages...the delayed adolescent, the childish adult, but that they are in me to be drawn on; to forget is a form of suicide... Far too many people misunderstand what *putting away childish things* means, and think that forgetting what it is like to think and feel and touch and smell and taste and see and hear like a three-year-old or a thirteen-year-old or a twenty-three-year-old means being grownup. When I'm with these people I, like the kids, feel that if this is what it means to be a grown-up, then I don't ever want to be one. Instead of which, if I can retain a child's awareness and joy, and *be* fifty-one, then I will really learn what it means to be grownup.”
Madeleine L'Engle

Fernando Pessoa
“I’ve dreamed a lot. I’m tired now from dreaming but not tired of dreaming. No one tires of dreaming, because to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain awake. In dreams I have achieved everything.”
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Joyce Cary
“To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius. And easier. Because it's true. It's a new world every heart beat.”
Joyce Cary, The Horse's Mouth

Gabriel García Márquez
“Do not allow me to forget you”
Gabriel García Márquez, Of Love and Other Demons

Tim O'Brien
“But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget.”
Tim O'Brien, The Things They Carried

James Patterson
“This time I wouldn't forget him, because I couldn't ever forgive him - for breaking my heart twice.”
James Patterson, Sundays at Tiffany's

Jodi Picoult
“What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?”
Jodi Picoult, The Tenth Circle

Jack London
“To be able to forget means sanity.”
Jack London, The Star Rover

Brigid Gorry-Hines
“Life has a way of going in circles. Ideally, it would be a straight path forward––we'd always know where we were going, we'd always be able to move on and leave everything else behind. There would be nothing but the present and the future. Instead, we always find ourselves where we started. When we try to move ahead, we end up taking a step back. We carry everything with us, the weight exhausting us until we want to collapse and give up.
We forget things we try to remember. We remember things we'd rather forget. The most frightening thing about memory is that it leaves no choice. It has mastered an incomprehensible art of forgetting. It erases, it smudges, it fills in blank spaces with details that don't exist.
But however we remember it––or choose to remember it––the past is the foundation that holds our lives in place. Without its support, we'd have nothing for guidance. We spend so much time focused on what lies ahead, when what has fallen behind is just as important. What defines us isn't where we're going, but where we've been. Although there are places and people we will never see again, and although we move on and let them go, they remain a part of who we are.
There are things that will never change, things we will carry along with us always. But as we venture into the murky future, we must find our strength by learning to leave things behind.”
Brigid Gorry-Hines

Stephen Carpenter
“People always talk about how hard it can be to remember things - where they left their keys, or the name of an acquaintance - but no one ever talks about how much effort we put into forgetting. I am exhausted from the effort to forget... There are things that have to be forgotten if you want to go on living.”
Stephen Carpenter, Killer

Shannon L. Alder
“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.”
Shannon L. Alder

Friedrich Nietzsche
“Without forgetting it is quite impossible to live at all.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, On the Advantage and Disadvantage of History for Life

Marie Antoinette
“There is nothing new except what has been forgotten.”
Marie Antoinette

pleasefindthis
“The little things you forget, kill me.”
pleasefindthis, I Wrote This For You

Joyce Cary
“To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius.”
Joyce Cary

Milan Kundera
“Yes, suddenly I saw it clearly: most people deceive themselves with a pair of faiths: they believe in eternal memory (of people, things, deeds, nations) and in redressibility (of deeds, mistakes, sins, wrongs). Both are false faiths. In reality the opposite is true: everything will be forgotten and nothing will be redressed. The task of obtaining redress (by vengeance or by forgiveness) will be taken over by forgetting. No one will redress the wrongs that have been done, but all wrongs will be forgotten.”
Milan Kundera, The Joke

Jorge Luis Borges
“There are those who seek the love of a woman to forget her, to not think about her.”
Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph and Other Stories

Donna Lynn Hope
“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 saying it's what I wish for, not what is or could ever be.”
Donna Lynn Hope

Ron Rash
“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 which side her father had parted his hair on, and she’d realized again what she’d learned at five when her mother left – that what made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting the small things first, the smell of the soap her mother had bathed with, the color of the dress she’d worn to church, then after a while the sound of her mother’s voice, the color of her hair. It amazed Rachel how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief that was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree’s heartwood.”
Ron Rash, Serena

Erik Pevernagie
“Instead of breaking or cherry-picking the rules, many just follow the inner rules, which have been instilled during their lifetime and have subtly permeated their thinking. They value rules, as it offers the ravishment of a securing, ceremonial rhythm in life and it prevents them from breaking free from their cocoon, all the more because freedom can be so scaring and exhausting. ("When forgetting the rules of the game" )”
Erik Pevernagie

Brian Tracy
“Always give without remembering and always receive without forgetting.”
Brian Tracy

Gwendolyn Brooks
When You Have Forgotten Sunday: The Love Story


-- And when you have forgotten the bright bedclothes on a Wednesday and a Saturday,
And most especially when you have forgotten Sunday --
When you have forgotten Sunday halves in bed,
Or me sitting on the front-room radiator in the limping afternoon
Looking off down the long street
To nowhere,
Hugged by my plain old wrapper of no-expectation
And nothing-I-have-to-do and I’m-happy-why?
And if-Monday-never-had-to-come—
When you have forgotten that, I say,
And how you swore, if somebody beeped the bell,
And how my heart played hopscotch if the telephone rang;
And how we finally went in to Sunday dinner,
That is to say, went across the front room floor to the ink-spotted table in the southwest corner
To Sunday dinner, which was always chicken and noodles
Or chicken and rice
And salad and rye bread and tea
And chocolate chip cookies --
I say, when you have forgotten that,
When you have forgotten my little presentiment
That the war would be over before they got to you;
And how we finally undressed and whipped out the light and flowed into bed,
And lay loose-limbed for a moment in the week-end
Bright bedclothes,
Then gently folded into each other—
When you have, I say, forgotten all that,
Then you may tell,
Then I may believe
You have forgotten me well.”
Gwendolyn Brooks, The Essential Gwendolyn Brooks:

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