#forgotten

He was a tubby little chap who looked as if he had been poured into his clothes and had forgotten to say "when!" ↗

— P. G. Wodehouse

#chap #clothes #forgotten #had #his

She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say "when." ↗

— P. G. Wodehouse

#clothes #forgotten #had #her #into

They'd fallen into an easy routine, the three of them. Breakfast together in the morning, then Hughie would leave for work and she and Nell would get started in the house. Lil found she liked having a second shadow, enjoyed showing Nell things, explaining how they worked and why. Nell was a big one for asking why-why did the sun hide at night, why didn't the fire flames leap out of the gate, why didn't the river get bored and run the other way?-and Lil loved supplying answers, watching as understanding dawned on Nell's little face. For the first time in her life, Lil felt useful, needed, whole. ↗

— Kate Morton

#memory #the-forgotten-garden #inspirational

Forgotten was presented to me by the drama department at LWT as a concept and I found it immediately intriguing and very powerful. I was completely led by the power of the piece and its dramatic potential. ↗

— Amanda Burton

#concept #department #drama #dramatic #forgotten

When one of my characters becomes aware of a magical element, it might be because the world is wider than we assume it to be, but it might also be a reminder to pay attention to what is here already, hidden only because it's been forgotten. ↗

— Charles de Lint

#also #assume #attention #aware #because

Audiences aren't going to get rid of me. One thing I can say, with absolute certainty, is that my shows will still be performed when I'm dead, buried and forgotten. They're going to absolutely outlive me, which is a wonderful thing to think about. ↗

— Cameron Mackintosh

#absolute #absolutely #audiences #buried #certainty

Theater people are always pining and agonizing because they're afraid that they'll be forgotten. And in America they're quite right. They will be. ↗

— Agnes de Mille

#agonizing #always #america #because #forgotten

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

Everything that I had done creatively related to two or three incidents that happened to me when I was a child that I'd forgotten. Everything, absolutely everything. ↗

— Pete Townshend

#child #creatively #done #everything #forgotten

With intellectual labor your hard work is forever, while with manual labor your hard work is temporary and soon forgotten.
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— Jarod Kintz

#forgotten #hard-work #intellect #intellectual #labor