#forget

I'll never forget that show season. It was completely mad. I was staying between Christy and Naomi's rooms and it was all limos and the Ritz Hotel and all that kind of business. ↗

— Kate Moss

#business #christy #completely #forget #hotel

Forget the damned motor car and build the cities for lovers and friends. ↗

— Lewis Mumford

#car #cities #damned #forget #friends

If I didn't do well at Wimbledon maybe Chinese people will forget about me. ↗

— Li Na

#chinese #chinese people #forget #i #maybe

In terms of the frustration of my character, I suppose any teenager has probably gone through that, in terms of telling their parents, I want to do one thing, and their parent says no. I think parents sometimes forget that they were children. ↗

— Parminder Nagra

#character #children #forget #frustration #gone

While only one day of the year is dedicated solely to honoring our veterans, Americans must never forget the sacrifices that many of our fellow countrymen have made to defend our country and protect our freedoms. ↗

— Randy Neugebauer

#countrymen #day #dedicated #defend #fellow

It is really hard to make it convincing enough that you forget you are playing a video game. ↗

— Tim Page

#enough #forget #game #hard #make

It's necessary to track characters all the way through an opera. If you're dealing with more than one or two characters, it's very easy to forget that the others have lives of their own that feed into the story. ↗

— Carlisle Floyd

#dealing #easy #feed #forget #into

Keep all your personalities out of your work. Forget and forgive. ↗

— Ford Frick

#forgive #keep #out #personalities #work

People forget what it was like to be young, the stuff I'm expressing now is for the first time. ↗

— Joss Stone

#first #first time #forget #i #like

I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong, as does the outstretched arm of the oppressive air. It seems as if the wind has been there since the beginning of the nightmare. Sometimes loud and harsh, a thousand sharp needles scratching at my reddened skin. Sometimes a whisper, a curious sigh in the black of night, of words more frightening than pain. I know now the wind has been speaking to me. Only I couldn't understand because I was too scared. I am scared now as I write these words. Still, there is nothing else to do. ↗

— Christopher Pike

#dead #fear #forgetfulness #memory #needles