#forgetting

Si quieres olvidarme date prisa, no me consuela tu amistad, tu duda... ↗

— Joaquin Sabina

#joaquin #love #sabina #dating

Civilised life, you know, is based on a huge number of illusions in which we all collaborate willingly. The trouble is we forget after a while that they are illusions and we are deeply shocked when reality is torn down around us. ↗

— J.G. Ballard

#normalcy #the-trouble-with-forgetting #life

That’s how Ptolemy imagined the disposition of his memories, his thoughts: they were still his, still in the range of his thinking, but they were, many and most of them, locked on the other side a closed door that he’s lost the key for. So his memory became like secrets held away from his own mind. But these secrets were noisy things; they babbled and muttered behind the door, and so if he listened closely he might catch a snatch of something he once knew well. ↗

— Walter Mosley

#life #memories #thoughts #imagination

The only thing faster than the speed of thought is the speed of forgetfulness. Good thing we have other people to help us remember. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#forgetful #forgetfullness #forgetfulness #forgetting #memory

There's a lot of magic between you too, ain't no denying that. And magic makes forgettin' hard. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#love #magic #no-denying #love

There are those who seek the love of a woman to forget her, to not think about her. ↗

— Jorge Luis Borges

#love #woman #love

In Irena’s head the alcohol plays a double role: it frees her fantasy, encourages her boldness, makes her sensual, and at the same time it dims her memory. She makes love wildly, lasciviously, and at the same time the curtain of oblivion wraps her lewdness in an all-concealing darkness. As if a poet were writing his greatest poem with ink that instantly disappears. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#drinking #forget #forgetting #love #personality

Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion. ↗

— Audrey Niffenegger

#lover #oblivion #opiate #sleep #travel

I know you’re just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had. I know you’re just the dream inside of a dream And don’t worry, I know I don’t know you, anymore. ↗

— pleasefindthis

#endings #forgetting #forgetting-the-past #love #memories

Towards my husband, I often fail to show interest in his affairs and amusements, not rousing myself to respond when I'm tired or concerned with other things, forgetting he is very patient with me. ↗

— Evelyn Underhill

#amusements #concerned #fail #forgetting #his