All men have parties and are pals who never let each other down. A pal can say terrible things which are forgotten the next day. A pal never forgives, he just forgets, and a woman forgives but never forgets. That's how it is. That's why women aren't ...
In Hinayana Buddhism, practice is classified in four ways. The best way is just to do it without having any joy in it, not even spiritual joy. This way is just to do it, forgetting your physical and mental feeling, forgetting all about yourself in yo...
Never forget the tribulations that we have endured. We are all one energy, and we are all part of God. You are one family now. Do not allow yourselves to find reasons to separate yourselves. Share everything; help each other in raising your children....
It’s weird like, you can see the cruelest part of the world. The cruelest part. But then on the other side you see the most beautiful part, do you know? And it’s like you go from one extreme to the next and they’re both worth it, because you wo...
The way I figure it, here in New Earth, men's power has won out over women's power, just like it's done on Mainground. But men still fear women's power. No one ever forgets their mother's power to give them nourishment or withhold it. And men special...
You've invaded my mind and I can't get you out of it," he accused with discernible disdain. She avoided looking at him and said, "Then you should forget." "Forget?" he thundered,"EVERYTHING reminds me of you!" She turned to confront him, slowing lift...
Jack Crawford: Just do your job, but never forget what he is. Clarice Starling: And what is that? [cut to Clarice's first trip to the psychiatric prison] Dr. Frederick Chilton: Oh, he's a monster. Pure psychopath. So rare to capture one alive. From a...
Vicente: [about Norma] I don't think I actually raped her. Robert Ledgard: You "don't think?" Have you lost your memory? Vicente: I'd taken a lot of pills. I can hardly remember it. Robert Ledgard: Well, I didn't take anything, and I'll never forget ...
Bishop: Now Don't Forget, Don't ever Forget, you've promised to become a new man. Jean Valjean: Promise? Wha, Why are you doing this? Bishop: Jean Valjean my brother you no longer belong to evil. With this silver, I have bought your soul. I've ransom...
The past is a presence between us. In all my mother does and says, the past continually discloses itself in the smallest ways. She sees it directly; I see its shadow. Still, it pulses in my fingertips, feeds on my consciousness. It is a backdrop for ...
Where exactly does it come from, I’d like to know, this ineradicable attitude of superiority toward the past? This stubbornly dumb, can’t-kill-it-with-an-ax conviction that we, the now, critically and categorically know better than they, the past...
The terror of being judged sharpens the memory: it sends an inevitable glare over that long-unvisited past which has been habitually recalled only in general phrases. Even without memory, the life is bound into one by a zone of dependence in growth a...
A lot of its readers are of an age where they forget to cancel.
I totally forget about snowboarding in the summertime.
The one they always forget is Brad Dexter.
What do we say to a guest who forgets her umbrella? Do we run after her and say "What is the matter with you? Every time you come to visit you forget something. If it's not one thing it's another. Why can't you be like your sister? When she comes to ...
I've a grand memory for forgetting.
Morning not only forgives, it forgets.
Forget the dream. Stay real.
Voters quickly forget what a man says.
Forget math and peotry. Especially poetry.
