#forget

You mustn't forget the circumstances I have been brought up in, the little education I have had. ↗

— Isaac Rosenberg

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Now that I'm taking some time off from school, I've been reading a lot to make sure I don't forget everything. It's mostly classics and nonfiction accounts from actors, directors and writers from the '40s and '50s. ↗

— Fred Savage

#been #classics #directors #everything #forget

Indictments of any kind are serious. That being said, let's not forget that an indictment is not a conviction. We still have due process in this country. ↗

— Rob Simmons

#being #conviction #country #due #forget

Good advice is one of those injuries which a good man ought, if possible, to forgive, but at all events to forget at once. ↗

— Horace Smith

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Go, forget me - why should sorrow, O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me - and tomorrow, brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile - though I shall not be near thee; Sing - though I shall never hear thee. ↗

— Charles Wolfe

#brow #fling #forget #go #hear

I forget very fast and want to record thus simply impress. ↗

— Christa Wolf

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There's so much more to life than that, though I think that acting is fascinating because you can forget your own sorrow as you act and become somebody else. ↗

— Beatrice Wood

#acting #because #become #else #fascinating

Life shows us all colours, some bright and some shades of grey, Some accept with a smile, while some frown in every way Thoughts and memories never end but life does one day. Whole age passes by in wait of that old time to return, But those old days once gone, will never come back again, Rather we can just cherish them in the memories that burn, In the back of our mind and make us remember, How we used to be so crazy, In those old days… ↗

— Mehek Bassi

#breakups #destiny #expectations #fate #forget

There are some who believe that the mind is a blank tablet, on which experience is writ until the page be full, and the cryptic world is known; but I see rather that my own life hath been one long forgetting, the erasure of what was drawn, a terrible redaction; til all that remains is blank white and comfortless. I know not what we have been; I know not what we are; but I know what we might be. And so I light out for the unknown regions. ↗

— M.T. Anderson

#life #mind #experience

Nothing stays forgotten for long, Elly. Sometimes we simply have to remind the world that we're still here. ↗

— Sarah Winman

#life #memory #life