Forgetting Quotes

Memories which someday will become all beautiful when the last annoyance that encumbers them shall have faded out of our minds.

Do not allow me to forget you

A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.

Forgetting someone is like getting over a hundred addictions everyday.

Forget, forgive; conclude, and be agreed.

In the practical use of our intellect, forgetting is as important as remembering.

If a man cannot forget, he will never amount to much.

And the Top spoke no more of his old love; for that dies away when the beloved objects has lain for five years in a roof gutter and got wet through; yes, one does not know her again when one meets her in the dust box.

The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long.

It might seem as the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget the guy who forgot about you.

maybe she had become tired of being the girlfriend of a condemned man. It also occured to me that maybe she was sick, or dead. These things happen. [...] Anyway, after that, remembering Marie meant nothing to me. That seemed perfectly normal to me, since I understood very well that people would forget me when I was dead.

Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost.

Thus they went on living in a reality that was slipping away, momentarily captured by words, but which would escape irremediably when they forgot the values of the written letters.

Happiness is good health and a bad memory.

My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.

If we remembered everything, we should on most occasions be as ill off as if we remembered nothing. It would take us as long to recall a space of time as it took the original time to elapse, and we should never get ahead with our thinking. All recollected times undergo, accordingly, what M. Ribot calls foreshortening; and this foreshortening is due to the omission of an enormous number of facts which filled them.

Many deeds are done so as to forget another deed: there are also opiate activities. I exist so that another will be forgotten.

Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable.

Even as one heat another heat expels, or as one nail by strength drives out another, so the remembrance of my former love is by a newer object quite forgotten.

Forgetting is the great secret of strong and creative lives.

Yea from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records.

The stream of thought flows on; but most of its segments fall into the bottomless abyss of oblivion. Of some, no memory survives the instant of their passage. Of others, it is confined to a few moments, hours or days. Others, again, leave vestiges which are indestructible, and by means of which they may be recalled as long as life endures.

The function of ignoring, of inattention, is as vital a factor in mental progress as the function of attention itself.

Life cannot go on without much forgetting.

Think'st thou it honourable for a noble manStill to remember wrongs?

Memory is a net: one that finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking.

Then, at the end of every hand, Miss Bolo would inquire with a dismal countenance and reproachful sigh, why Mr. Pickwick had not returned that diamond, or led the club, or roughed the spade, or finessed the heart, or led through the honour, or brought out the ace, or played up to the king, or some such thing; and in reply to all these grave charges, Mr. Pickwick would be wholly unable to plead any justification whatever, having by this time forgotten all about the game.

We easily forget crimes that are known to none but ourselves.

Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his backWherein he puts alms for oblivion,A great-sized monster of ingratitudes:Those scraps are good deeds past, which are devour'dAs fast as they are made, forgot as soon as done.

The only thing he could do to stay alive was not to allow himself the anguish of that memory. He erased it from his mind, although from time to time in the years that were left to him he would feel it revive, with no warning and for no reason, like the sudden pang of an old scar.

Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with him.

When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.

He had always known what I did not know and what, when I learned it, I was always able to forget. But I did not know that then, although I learned it later.

Without forgetting it is quite impossible to live at all.

I would have you imagine, then, that there exists in the mind of man a block of wax... and that we remember and know what is imprinted as long as the image lasts; but when the image is effaced, or cannot be taken, then we forget or do not know.

The inability to forget is far more devastating than the inability to remember.