#forgot

As soon as the dirt is hitting the casket, it'll all be forgotten. ↗

— Eric Bogosian

#dirt #forgotten #hitting #soon

My wife, whenever I'd go off to work and I'd be kind of anxious, she'll say, 'Remember, have fun.' Oh, I forgot, thanks for the reminder. Because sometimes we do forget. We take it all too seriously and there's a lot of joy to be had wherever you are. ↗

— Jeff Bridges

#be kind #because #forget #forgot #fun

In radio I had one, maybe two people who cared about getting it done. I'd really be a loser if I forgot where I came from. So I show them the love. And how hard is it really to be interested in someone's life? ↗

— Billy Bush

#came #cared #done #forgot #getting

When all of us are forgotten, people will still be remembering Stephen King. ↗

— Leslie Fiedler

#king #people #remembering #stephen #stephen king

My dad came out of the Roosevelt era and the Depression. One person and one party made a difference in his life. That's what everybody forgot when they called my father and other people political bosses. ↗

— Richard M. Daley

#called #came #dad #depression #difference

Why did they keep changing guitars and amplifiers when they were perfect? They did the same things with cars, if you ask me. They forgot how to make them right, because they focused on style and bells and whistles. ↗

— Buddy Guy

#ask #because #bells #bells and whistles #cars

Archimedes will be remembered when Aeschylus is forgotten, because languages die and mathematical ideas do not. ↗

— G. H. Hardy

#because #die #forgotten #ideas #languages

Language is a living thing. We can feel it changing. Parts of it become old: they drop off and are forgotten. New pieces bud out, spread into leaves, and become big branches, proliferating. ↗

— Gilbert Highet

#big #branches #bud #changing #drop

Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water. ↗

— W. C. Fields

#africa #corkscrew #days #food #forgot

And suddenly, like light in darkness, the real truth broke in upon me; the simple fact of Man, which I had forgotten, which had lain deep buried and out of sight; the idea of community, of unity. ↗

— Ernst Toller

#buried #community #darkness #deep #fact