How sweet for those faring badly to forget their misfortunes even for a short time.
When kids look at broccoli, they call it ‘little trees,’ because they see it not just for the word ‘broccoli.’ They see it for what it looks like, the image. We, as adults, forget to think like that. We forget to think figuratively and have to be reminded.
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
However great an evil immorality may be, we must not forget that it is not without its beneficial consequences. It is only through extremes that men can arrive at the middle path of wisdom and virtue.
Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
Don’t forget to love yourself.
I think people turn to poetry more often than they think they do, or encounter it in more ways than they think that they do. I think we forget the places that we encounter it, say, in songs or in other little bits and pieces of things that we may have remembered from childhood.
Those who forget good and evil and seek only to know the facts are more likely to achieve good than those who view the world through the distorting medium of their own desires.
People seem to forget that one reason they are now thinking differently is Freud’s legacy itself.
I am the daughter of a Chicana and anglo. I think most days I am an embarrassment to both groups. I sometimes hate the white in me so viciously that I long to forget the commitment my skin has imposed upon my life.