#forget

لا بدّ لأحدهم أن يفطمك عن ماضيك و يشفيك من ادمانك لذكريات تنخر فى جسمك و تصيبك بترقّق الأحلام. النسيان هو الكالسيوم الوحيد الذى يقاوم هشاشة العاشق أمام الفراق ↗

— أحلام مستغانمي

#love #sadness #love

Never," said Gregor. "I'll never get rid of you, no matter how hard I try." It was no longer an effort to say the words. "I love you." "I love you, too," said Luxa. After that there was nothing left to say. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#gregor #luxa #never-forget #love

He looked haggard and careworn, like a Borgia who has suddenly remembered that he has forgotten to shove cyanide in the consommé, and the dinner-gong due any moment. ↗

— P.G. Wodehouse

#forgetfulness #humor #poison #unhappiness #humor

We were there because love does not forget. ↗

— Marie Cullen

#love #love

It’s all fine to say, “Time will heal everything, this too shall pass away. People will forget”—and things like that when you are not involved, but when you are there is no passage of time, people do not forget and you are in the middle of something that does not change. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#forget #time #change

Like it takes so little to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#forget #little #truth #change

Don't recide in the past. Instead, refer to it, else you will remain in the remand of high demand but with low command ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#demand #food-for-thought #forget-the-past #future #go-high

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

#forgiving #faith

Forgetting! It is a form of suicide, a renunciation of the only good the we truly and ineluctably possess: the past. For if joys alone were forgotten, perhaps oblivion would be justly desired. But we are proud and jealous of our sorrows, we love them, we want to remember them. It is they that comprise the crown of life. ↗

— Igino Ugo Tarchetti

#fosca #memory #sorrow #trans-lawrence-venuti #life

I smell heaven, the moment your voice makes its way from my ears to heart, it just happens, everytime. I would be as mad for you as you want me to be. I swear. Maybe, I am not privileged enough to afford the luxury of having you..., but still I would try. I would keep on trying...even if you are indifferent to it, even if my heart forgets to beat... ↗

— Ankur Kumar Shah

#beat #crazy #enough #forgets #happens