Forgotten Quotes
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We can know what love is. It´s adults who have forgotten, so they cling to their poor substitute and yell at kids who dare to live with real love. Pure Love. Love without compromise or distraction.
Barry Lyga
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What, then is truth?... Truths are illusions about which one has forgotten that this is what they are.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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Dead anarchists make martyrs, you know, and keep living for centuries. But absent ones can be forgotten.
Ursula K. Le Guin
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Over 20 million children of conflict are out of school. Education is often forgotten.
Angelina Jolie
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All unwillingly I opened my eyes - then I opened them wider, and lifted my head. The heat, my weariness, were quite forgotten. Piercing the shadows of the naked stage was a single shaft of rosy limelight, and in the centre of this there was a girl: the most marvellous girl - I knew it at once! - that I had ever seen.
Sarah Waters
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I think the work in front of us is the first work task given our forbearers, which is to care for the garden. Now because it's the first thing commanded, maybe it's the first thing forgotten. But it is the first admonition and it is absolutely unequivocal. It is part of right livelihood.
Wes Jackson
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What is learned without pleasure is forgotten without remorse.
Epictetus
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A lot of times, people have forgotten about an album by the time it's released, because it leaked three months earlier. Very strange days we live in.
Matt Smith
Poison
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Ugly accidents happen . . . always have and always will. But the failures are swept back into the pile and forgotten. They don`t leave any lasting scar in the world, and they don`t affect the future. The things that last are the good things. The people who forge ahead and do something, they really count.
Willa Cather
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The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became the truth.
George Orwell
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Wars become history all too soon and are forgotten all too soon as well, before the lessons can be learned.
Michael Morpurgo
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One day the stars will be as familiar to each man as the landmarks, the curves, and the hills on the road that leads to his door, and one day this will be an airborne life. But by then men will have forgotten how to fly; they will be passengers on machines whose conductors are carefully promoted to a familiarity with labelled buttons, and in whose minds knowledge of the sky and the wind and the way of weather will be extraneous as passing fiction.
Beryl Markham