Forgotten Quotes - Page 13

I've forgotten more about music than I ever knew.

I am one of the lucky ones; believe me, I haven't forgotten that.

In your hurry to keep Christmas, you have forgotten Christmas. The truest gift of Christmas is the gift of self.

Love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten

For me this is not something that can be swept under the rug and forgotten in the interest of forced Sunday togetherness.

Lance Armstrong deserves to be forgotten in cycling

He is dead, she thought bitterly, because we have forgotten him.

Clocks and calendars do not exist to remind us of the Time we've forgotten but to regulate our relations with others and indeed all of society, and this is how we use them.

The contradictory remarks of politicians are forgotten; the more asinine predictions of pundits are buried with mercy.

I'm comedy's forgotten nearly man.

We forgive but not forgotten

The king is gone but he's not forgotten

She smiled at Coraline, as if it had been a very long time since she had smiled and she had almost, but not quite, forgotten how.

Australia played some good cricket, but they have forgotten how to win.

We have not forgotten the occupier. We remain a resistance.

What do people fear most about death? I asked the reb. "Fear?" he thought for a moment. 'Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?" That's big. "Yes. But there's something else." What else? He leaned forward. "Being forgotten," he whispered.

Independent filmmaking has always been there and it's not to be forgotten.

We're looking for stuff everyone agrees is a complete waste of time. Many agencies have forgotten how to deregulate. It's been so long since somebody asked them to look backwards.

Living our lives may not be an exciting prospect to some of us either. Maybe we've been so wrapped up in other people that we've forgotten how to live and enjoy our lives.

He was an answer to a question she'd forgotten to ask.

To be forgotten is not something horrible; not to be remembered ever again is something horrible!

The women of the French Resistance astounded me. Isabelle and Vianne [from The Nightingale] are my homage to those brave and forgotten women.

Compassion for victims is sometimes forgotten in a misapplied concern for their oppressors and murderers.

Women have become so obsessed with not withering, they've forgotten that there are infinite ways to be beautiful.

...and time becomes a forgotten detail.