Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting... — William Wordsworth, The Major Works
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting... — William Wordsworth, The Major Works
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting... — William Wordsworth, The Major Works
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting... — William Wordsworth, The Major Works
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting... — William Wordsworth, The Major Works
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting...

— William Wordsworth, The Major Works
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More “Forgetting” Quotes

. . .the sorrows of the heart yearn to be erased, for one final atonementfinite and forgetting and whole—but time in its — John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
This is what I know about my parents. They spent the next several years trying to forget each other, and me. — Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
In Irena’s head the alcohol plays a double role: it frees her fantasy, encourages her boldness, makes her sensual, and a — Milan Kundera, Ignorance
She goes on with her beautiful hair and mouth like before,I go on like before, alone in the field.It’s like my head had — Alberto Caeiro, O Pastor Amoroso
All this seeing.All this relentless taking in. — Lance Olsen, Theories of Forgetting
Too late for that now,” the Eldest Leprechaun said. “The damage is done. Give the thing a name, and it takes shape. They — Andrew M. Greeley, Emerald Magic: Great Tales of Irish Fantasy
When I say I'm going to forget you I know it's impossible to forget someone I once knew. What I want is to erase you fro — Donna Lynn Hope
Forgetting is not forgettingForgetting is ‘Letting things pass’When Existence opens up to EssenceAnd rises above and bey — Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration
I pour blood on my naiveté, your apathy, and your betrayal tonight. — Sreesha Divakaran, Those Imperfect Strokes
She sat there reading; cool, calm and collected. "You could ruin his life with that information," her friend reported tr — Donna Lynn Hope
Was the dementia of old age a blessing in disguise? No more thoughts. No more damage inflicted. No more memories of dama — Janet Turpin Myers, the last year of confusion
But God has also given us the power to forget, so that when the tragedy is over we carry on as normal. — Malala Yousafzai, I Am Malala: The Story of the Girl Who Stood Up for Education and Was Shot by the Taliban