There are things you forget naturally-computer passwords, your father's continuing relationship with life-and then there are things you can't forget that you wish you could.

The things we know when not thinking of them.

What you don't know may not hurt you, but what you don't remember always does.

How about forgetting? you say. Sometimes forgetting is better than remembering when nothing can be done. Forgetting is harder than you think, says Nyasha. Especially when something can be done. And ought to be. It's a question of choices.

What we do not wish to remember we sometimes hide. That which we hide long enough is sometimes forgotten altogether, even if it never forgets itself.

Normally, we do not so much look at things as overlook them.

Often in life we forget the things we should remember and remember the things we should forget.

You know that the things you put it your head stay there, right?'
'Yeah. But you remember some things, don't you?'
'Yeah. You remember the things you want to forget and forget the things you want to remember.

I wouldn't want to forget anything, even the weird stuff and the bad stuff. It makes you who you are.

People don't forget, do they?

The existence of forgetting has never been proved: we only know that some things do not come to our mind when we want them to.

There are things that have to be forgotten if you want to go on living.

She knew that ancient evils could be left behind. One could choose not to remember. One did not have to dig into the slime pits of old anger and old hate. Forgetting was possible.

No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.