Forgotten Quotes - Page 8

What, then is truth?... Truths are illusions about which one has forgotten that this is what they are.

It's the frames which make some things important and some things forgotten. It's all only frames from which the content rises.

The open road still softly calls, like a nearly forgotten song of childhood

I want to be anonymous . . . my ambition is to be completely forgotten.

I forgot more than you'll ever know.

I have seen all, I have heard all, I have forgotten all. marie antoinette

I had forgotten what sleep is like - a kingdom all its own.

By the time the plane was airborne I'd forgotten England even existed.

My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.

We have forgotten that Vietnam, and Iraq resent being invaded and know the ground better than we do.

Many a painter has lived in affluence, in high esteem, who lacked the divine spark, and who is utterly forgotten to-day.

You can never correct your work well until you have forgotten it.

Where there is a living memory of struggle, they have a living memory of the rebellion. Where there's no struggle afterward the rebellion is forgotten.

The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.

Fame, I mean, it's like a bubble, in a way. It's like something glittery, and it goes, and it can be forgotten fast.

It is not to be forgotten that what we call rational grounds for our beliefs are often extremely irrational attempts to justify our instincts.

Whatever may be the experience in everyday life, the basci inner Truth should not be forgotten.

It is better a man should be abused than forgotten.

You must think that something is happening upon you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall.

Pure love of God is our nature, but we are so much diverted, so much distracted by the externals that we've forgotten that it's our essence.

Whole generations have forgotten history.

Gone, but not forgotten.

It is because the old have forgotten life that they preach wisdom.

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.

Wars become history all too soon and are forgotten all too soon as well, before the lessons can be learned.