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If one day she'll forgot the things about me, then I wish we haven't had this chance to know each other.

... but now men who could work preferred to beg, and the artists forgot that their calling was noble and became imitators instead of creators, charging exorbitant sums for the rubbish they churned out with one eye closed.

Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.

Some writers write to forget. Some forget to write.

The real reason the number of things that are shared via social media every single minute is so astronomical is because, whenever they each do, most users do not share or say something because they believe they have something worth remembering; they do mainly or only because they fear being forgotten.

Most sane human beings who have managed to attain and retain fame each uses it to dramatically increase their name__ chances of being remembered until Jesus comes back, since their heart cannot do what they consciously or unconsciously lust for, that is to say, for it to beat until Jesus returns.

There's nothing special about this place, he thinks. We all forget. Then we forget what we forgot. And that's how we survive.

If you believe our cause so hopeless, why join us?""Because you offered something I had forgotten could be offered, a choice. And I choose to die free.

We at Apple had forgotten who we were. One way to remember who you are is to remember who your heroes are.